“If you really want me to be safe, maybe it's time."

"I'd just feel safer if you'd start sleeping in a coffin."

Just then my door creaked open.

Billy's expression turned to surprise.

"Get out!" I said, hopping off the bed. "Uh...we are making up lyrics to a song."

But that didn't keep Billy out. Instead he was totally interested.

"You're writing a song? That's so cool. I want to hear it."

"It goes, 'Safer in a coffin, and if your brother doesn't leave, he'll be in one too.”