Windy drives on misty mornings.
The car: cold and damp but full of friends.
And we're staying ahead of the weather.
When a display of such dishonesty makes you uneasy,
And he's throwing punch after punch and every insult under the sun…
I'll wait to see you notice me.
I don't want to be a footnote for this anymore.
Is this really what it's come to?
Your small-town mind can keep those values,
Because i'm over and i'm outlined.
The car: cold and damp but full of friends.
And we're staying ahead of the weather.
When a display of such dishonesty makes you uneasy,
And he's throwing punch after punch and every insult under the sun…
I'll wait to see you notice me.
I don't want to be a footnote for this anymore.
Is this really what it's come to?
Your small-town mind can keep those values,
Because i'm over and i'm outlined.
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