I put my trust in locomotion when I'm feeling stuck in mud
And the NJ transit trains can take me back to where I'm from
I'm living two exclusive lives inside the city and beyond
And it's not fun
No, it's not fun
I've got excuses that I use to try and cover up my flaws
And I'm really never sure if they're the cure or they're the cause
Can't decide if I'll feel fine or if I'll lose my mind instead
In my head
Oh, in my head
You know a rumor spreads like flame without a fire escape
And my imagination runs on a trail that can never be tamed
What goes on when I'm not there?
Or did you think that I just wouldn't care
Riot vans and racketeers
You would think it was a grand affair
Look at me my pretty dear
How did we get back here?
Here
Here
I wear the same old pair of sweatpants every night past 8pm
Heading to and fro to Brooklyn to catch a glimpse of my best friends
And I swear that they all hate me til the moment I walk in
In my head
Oh, in my head
What goes on when I'm not there?
Or did you think that I just wouldn't care
Riot vans and racketeers
You would think it was a grand affair
Look at me my pretty dear
How did we get back here?
Here
Here
Through teleportation or astral projection I'll be there
Through space exploration or natural selection I'll be there
Oh, you get the point, anywhere that you go I will be there
And it's not fair
No, it's not fair
What goes on when I'm not there?
Riot vans and racketeers
You would think it was a grand affair
Look at me my pretty dear
How did we get back here
Here
Here
What goes on when I'm not there?
Or did you think that I just didn't care
Riot vans and racketeers
You would think it was a grand affair
Look at me my pretty dear
How did we get back here?
Here
Here