Growing old around these streets

Well, never really felt quite like, like anything

Expect nothing and have the chance

To really go somewhere that you can't



My love is exploitation, not a passing celebration

And I don't wanna feel like a part of history



Gonna' turn this town, upside down

We can die, well, in their eyes just to feel

The promise is broken at a quarter past five

Burning fires on the railway hillsides



My love is exploitation, not a passing celebration

And I don't wanna feel like a part of history

And the grass is greener on the other side

That's where I wanna be, somewhere that she can really see



We all go out like we come in kicking and screaming

We all go out like we come in kicking and screaming

We all go out like we come in kicking and screaming



My love is exploitation, not a passing celebration

And I don't wanna feel like a part of history

And the grass is greener on the other side

That's where I wanna be, somewhere that she can really see