Turn the bars into cars
And wait for the lights to change
And take shape of people we used to know
'Til they grow less fond of knowing
And we can ride in the night
And discard all the facts on our backs
Remembering the thoughts we thought
Since we got over our parents
And if we go where we go
And don't tell anyone where we're from
We can cut and paste the stars to our hearts
And understand their language
And we won't spit with our mouths
Or draw lines in the dirt with our heels
And every single day we'll just wait
And hope to see the next one
If we go down too easy my dear
We'll still be the heart of envy of all our friends and peers
So I get home to my home
If we go down too easy my dear
We'll still be the heart of envy of all our peers and friends my dear
To them we'll be has-beens
To them be rouge waves
To them be lost trains
Just posers posing
We'll eat with our eyes
And weep our goodbyes
And if that's what it takes
We'll both drink the Kool-Aid again
'Til we've forgotten where our hearts have been
'Til we've forgotten where our hearts have been
'Til we forget just where our hearts have been