I pull up to your house, the same time, the same place
And I see a hint of that old smile come dancing ‘cross your face,
That says you’re looking to start a fire,
To walk on a wire
There’s nothing standing in our way; no, the highway is clear,
And I steal a glance over at you in my rearview mirror
I feel alive when you sit so close to me
We’ll put the pedal on the floor until we hit the coast,
And stash our inhibition in the trunk with the ghosts
Of those “promising kids” we used to be,
Like that meant anything
So we’ll drive away, toward the lights of the city
We’ll drive away,break a hundred and fifty
They say every road ends in just another little town,
And every high finds its way to an equal comedown,
But we won’t believe them
We can’t feel our wheels touch the ground
So you made yourself pretty. You put your high heels on tonight
And the way that you toss back your hair, baby, you look alright
“It’s all disguise and misdirection,” you fessed up
You say “I won’t go to work tomorrow, I won’t even call in
And what my mama doesn’t know, it doesn’t count as a sin.”
So let’s get messed up. You look so nice all dressed up
So we’ll drive away, toward the lights of the city
We’ll drive away, break a hundred and fifty
They say every road ends in just another little town,
And every high finds its way to an equal comedown,
But we won’t believe them
We can’t feel our wheels touch the ground
We’re animalistic. We howl into the night
We close our eyes and we feel like we’re in flight
We feel sleep calling but we give a battle cry and we fight on and on and on and on…
We throw our hands in the air,
But it feels less like a celebration
Than an exhausted form of capitulation
“Freedom” you scream, as we cross the county line
Then you open your eyes
Escape has always been a dream
It’s just a lie