So at my show on Monday I was told that someday you'd be on your way to better things.
It's not about your make-up, or how you try to shape-up to these tiresome paper dreams, paper dreams honey.
So now you pour your heart out, you're telling me you're far out, you're all about to lie down for your cause, but you don't pull my strings, cause I'm a better man moving on to better things.
Yes, our wish's that we never made it trough all the summers, we kept them up instead of
kicking us back down to the suburbs.
It's not about your make-up, or how you try to shape-up to these tiresome paper dreams, paper dreams honey.
So now you pour your heart out, you're telling me you're far out, you're all about to lie down for your cause, but you don't pull my strings, cause I'm a better man moving on to better things.
Yes, our wish's that we never made it trough all the summers, we kept them up instead of
kicking us back down to the suburbs.
