Another paper cut
Too much paper work
Why does growing up
Feel like giving up
I'm kinda paranoid of losing touch
Trading my leather bans for a spray tan
I'm fine with being broken and out of luck
I want to run to the city
Where we both lost our minds
That night in September
Can we take a drive
Blood red sky
Desk jobs and envelopes
Not where are story goes
Chapters of epic drunk love
Grab a polaroid and light it up
Singing New Found Glory at a food truck
I'm fine with being broke if you're the glue that holds
I want to run to the city
Where we both lost our minds
That night in September
Can we take a drive
Blood red sky
Where we go
I don't know
Take my heart
Kill me slow
I want to jump
Far out
I want to jump
Far out
Where we go
I don't know
We'll land on our feet somehow
We'll land on our feet
We'll land on our feet somehow
We'll land on our feet
You know
I want to run to the city
Where we both lost our nights
That mind in September
Where we go
I don't know
Take my heart
Kill me slow
I want to jump
Far out
I want to jump
Far out
Where we go
I don't know
We'll land on our feet somehow