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