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Lately I've been thinking about us as kids,

How this isn't what we were gonna be. But maybe it Was. Maybe it is.

Maybe there was no way of getting around this.

Just another lost cause soaked in sauce missing ignorance bliss.

Never had anything that couldn't be lost and missed.

Never know when your love will be taken by a blunt kiss.

Never know you never knew until you know you never really did.

We're just sitting around

burning things down.

Waiting to get kicked out

taping ourselves up to get back in.

Hearing that sirens sound.

I've been thinking lately about us the way we are.

Trying to figure out if we're lucky or cursed to have made it this far.

And the answer depends on how many drinks in we are before we start to compare scars.

It's not sinking down to the bottom or climbing out that's hard.

It's having any feelings or caring about anything at all.

All the reasons to care and carrying all the cares and reasons along.

Keeps me calm like deer in head lights of a car.

We're just sitting around

burning things down

Getting back in and getting ourselves kicked out.

Drawn by that damn sirens sound.

We're just running around

Screaming out loud

I'm so sorry but I don't know how to get out.

And itsThat sirens sound

That sirens sound

That sirens sound