Tuna in a Can

[Verse 1: Nanna Bryndís Hilmarsdóttir & Ragnar Þórhallsson]
Tuna in a can, sticky from the brine
I thought I'd gone bad, you thought I was fine
And he came down the stairs
Remember what he said, "Heavy is the head

[Pre-Chorus: Nanna & Ragnar]
Happy is the fool, you're insecure
Lost in your mother's, lost in your daddy's shoes
This dim-lit living room feels like the pocket of your brother's suit"

[Chorus: Nanna & Ragnar]
And it all comes back around
I know that I've not really tried
And it all comes back somehow
I know that I've not really tried

[Verse 2: Nanna & Ragnar]
Tuna in a can, why're you so sad?
You're headlinin' the show at the funeral
They walk into the room, a priest and his platoon
I think about the end

[Pre-Chorus: Nanna & Ragnar]
I think that I'm the fool that's insecure
Lost in my mother's, lost in my daddy's shoes

[Chorus: Nanna & Ragnar]
And it all comes back around
I know that I've not really tried
And it all comes back somehow
I know that I've not really tried

[Instrumental Bridge]

[Chorus: Nanna & Ragnar]
And it all comes back around
I know that I've not really tried
And it all comes back somehow
I know that I've not really tried