It's hard to survive the winters here. the ground cracks beneath our feet keeping track of all our years All the kids from high school are getting too old to ever leave They'll never think about the world outside and the places they'll never see
Summer's over and I'm ready for the rain
It's going to pour down tonight on the Westside. Spending all our time in each others' cars counting neon budlight signs growing up means accepting certain facts the past is gone and it's never coming back
It was my first Sunday morning and we were sick from all the drinks we drank last night I only asked for you to stay with me a while but you just sighed and said "We'll be eaten alive here if we don't get out you can't beat this town... you can just survive and I'm not ready to die here"
It takes a lot of hope and a lot of tears to move on, to move on It takes a lot of hope and a lot of tears to move on, so move on It took a lot of hope and a lot of years but we moved, we moved on
I saw that look in your eye that said "Save me I'm too tired to just survive"