Out at the train tracks
I dream of escape
But a song comes onto my i
PodAnd I realize it's getting late
And I can't take the staring
And the sympathy
And I don't like the questions "How do you feel?""How's it going in school?"and "Do you wanna talk about it?"
Way outWay out of here
Fade outFade out, vanish
And I'm trying to forget you
And I know that 
I willIn a thousand years, or maybe a week
Burn all your pictures, and cut out your face
The shutters are down and the curtains are closed
And I've covered my tracks
Disposed of the car
Trying to forget even your name and the way that you look
When you're sleeping
Dreaming of this
Way outWay out of here
Fade outFade out, vanish