Riding trains and phone lines is hard enough I've seen this stretch of highway more times than I'd like to count It's for the best if we don't let this get us down But that's easier said than done I'll be back soon, I'll be back for you Things will finally sort themselves out my dear I know your tired All I need is a jetpack and roller skates, To get this started Waiting, for things to sort out will kill me unless I leave this town I've seen this place turn from bright green to the dullest gray, Yet something begs me to stay It means that much to me, so to you I say Things will finally sort themselves out my dear I know your tired All I need is a jetpack and roller skates, To get this started Tired of missing you so much Tired of this place and my luck