When it rains, it pours
Maybe it's a blessing in disguise...

We all grew up here
Our birth carves a mark in our minds...

To the sound of his warm laugh in the winter
To the sound of the car pulling through...

Lines are cold when painted black
Past suburbia I'm driving fast...

Until the day I die
I mark my grave in this town...

Someday I'll tell you about my adventures
But for now let's find the nearest open door...

Heels clicking, clock ticking
By lunch time you be finger licking...

I build my castle as I reach for the sky
The sand will hold longer than you think...

Do you look at me
when i look you...

I'll trust you through the gates you shut on me
I can find you through the winter raining on me...

Hold me
Love me, kill me...

We bind together at the head
As we push our decision into bed...