1996

We sing this song, desperate.
And never try to create, create.
We burn it slow, like yesterday
Then come back home and start to fade.

And she never fails to keep that heart beating.
I dont want to move away.
But Id hate to go and to wonder what if
Rented movies are the best way out.

Were bleeding hard and dying here.
The things I want, retrace, retrace.
So take it in, lyricist!
Then hit the road and start to sing.

And she never fails to keep that heart beating.
I dont want to move away.
But Id hate to go and to wonder what if
Rented movies are the best way out.

Alright (wait) come on (wait)
You know theres still hope for me.
Alright (wait) come on (wait)
This trips a waste.

Tonight well burn it down; tonight well burn it down.

We sing this song on open roads.
In rooms with posters, decide, decide.
Then bring in friends from long ago.
Come back home, and start to fade.