Tried to stand still The schoolyard's so apocalyptic Reject your will You'll find it's not your own Starting to seem Your love may not be worth the roof that Covers your head and stands for such a threat No trust at all How could they expect less than a half-truth Can't speek a word Mom's such a matriarch Squint tigther... And they're gone... There's much less noice It costs so much to make the phone ring No sound of cars The highways far away When you place the blame Try look past all their badges If you squint hard You'll find some beauty in it all Squint tighter... And they're gone...