Stuck at the greyhound
Hiding a bottle
Someone should tell you to act your age
Call off the tour and
Washing the walls dry
All of the time has blown away
You should know
You should know
You should know
Nothing's left for us
I lost the battle
In a city with with no name
Where all the people leave for summer
Where all the windows look the same
Boy, I never thought it'd come to this
I've really gone too far
But here we are
