The fire in the rear view is smaller, the further we get
And I'd trade the apartment for gold tops, so I can relax
You sure did a number on Carmen and Miss Mary Beth
They left Camden County for Kansas, they've got nothing left
And all this time I thought I was right
All this time
♪
The second hand surgeon's afraid that it never grows back
He's knee-deep in algebra, pacing a panic attack
You were born in a bathtub on Deer Lake and the cradle collapsed
And I promised I'd give you a mansion, I'm afraid this is it
And all this time, I thought I was right
All this time
♪
Still, you're the reason I'm breathing, the soul in my step
I've been running out of excuses, but nobody checks
Scream when you need me, in fact, you can scream when you don't
I'd rather sit here with you screaming than sit here alone
And all this time I thought I was right
All this time
All this time
I thought I was right
♪
If I don't wake up, don't make up a lie
(On the mountain top, demons be gone, the drought is over)
If I don't wake up, don't make up a lie
(On the mountain top, demons be gone, the drought is over)
If I don't wake up, don't make up a lie
(On the mountain top, demons be gone, the drought is over)
If I don't wake up, don't make up a lie
(On the mountain top, demons be gone, the drought is over)
(The drought is over, the drought is over, the drought is over)
The fire in the rear view (fire in the rear view) is smaller (fire in th-)
The further we get (the further we get, the further we get)