This is how it feels to be on the way down and I'm watching you from your bedroom window, wondering..
How do you feel now?
I never meant to disappoint you, no, I never meant to do this to myself.
But this is how it goes and I know I can not articulate it.
I've never been too good with words.
But this is where it begins and I know this is not the end.
This is not the end.

People say that we're growing too fast.
When all we want has come and past.
Where will you hide when the cops come raiding the streets?

Days have passed, months maybe, I have learned it's easier not to keep track of time
and I'm exactly where I never meant to be.
Well, these are the best words that I have ever heard.
These are the best words, "I just want to be sure."
Drop out in this good for nothing town and dream about how you're gonna' sink it down.
No one gets out.
So get back in line.

People say that we're growing too fast.
When all we want has come and past.
Where will you hide when the cops come raiding the streets?

I am working for this.
For every ounce of it.
And I know you know it, I know you know.
So I'll back my bags and boxes and I will leave.
And I know you're thinking, "way to disappoint, way to disappoint me."
I am tired of tracing circles when I try to draw the line.
I have written my final words "For the love of…" you'll find in time.
I have listened to everything, the wrong you thought was right.
I have gathered all of my things and I swear I'll leave tonight..


People say that we're growing too fast.
When all we want has come and past.
Where will you hide when the cops come raiding the streets?

People say that we're growing too fast. (Oh, oh)
Where will you hide? (When the cops come raiding the streets.)
This is not the end. (Oh, oh)
This is not the end. (When the cops come raiding the streets.)

Composição: Erica Ross