Jesse: There's a block on the edge of this town no one talks about Where the train doesn't stop and the kids know they're not getting out You live in a loop of smokes on the stoop, counting the coins you got You work at a bar where all that you are is everything you're not
Someone tell me when I can start again And rewrite this story
How long can I stay lost without a way to rewrite I wish I could rewrite this story
Amanda: Pretty face, pretty voice; pretty much someone they forget Hard to tell me apart from the ten other girls they just met "We can't see the hook, we can't sell the look", I hear it every day "You won't be a star if you're who you are", so I just fade away
Make me someone new Tell me what I do to rewrite this story
Both: How long can I stay lost without a way to rewrite I wish I could rewrite this story
Change every word of every line Write any story but mine
Someone tell me when can I start again And rewrite this story Yeah, yeah
How long can I stay lost without a way to rewrite Rewrite I wish I could rewrite this story