I told myself That I won't end up down in the ditches See I lit a match, and I watch the fire burn through the town we grew up in Oh Suburbia You left us here end up by the fences Off the diving board Into the deep end Woah-Oh With an empty lots filled with parking spots We will go-o-o And the memories Not yet forgetten Don't wash away There lurking in the dark in the end of the day Ooo ooo no No I don't want to end up Like this Down in the sewers This sound you aren't use to Ooo Throwing balls up in the air The silhouette through her bedroom window Is gone Is no longer there But you were never lost Second thoughts no hesitation Monster years of isolation This town is quite looks like background Trophies on the shelf, no one go round Base of cigarette is at the end of your mouth Flames still burns and it won't go out No I don't want to end up, like this Down in the sewers Throwing balls up in the air The silhouette through her bedroom window Is gone Is no longer there But you were never lost