Look at this, it's me, walking away.

Look at you drowning, on display.

Every time I've dropped by, I've tried to say

The water is rising.

You don't want to stay.



It's that sinking feeling. you know what it's bringing on.

You might as well say it,

I see it, I feel it.

This town is going wrong.

It's turning away.



You wanted me to be someone that I could never be

My new friends are offering things I've never dreamed

It's beautiful

I'd like for them to take me on ...



The track mall gang went off

On the Tennessee goth. a lunar moth,

You chrysalis and flail.

The water is rising. you try to rappel.

A rousing cheer for the boy in the well.



It's that sinking feeling. you know what it's bringing on.

You might as well say it,

I see it, I feel it.

This town is going wrong.

It's turning away.



You wanted me to be someone that I could never be

My new friends are offering things I've never dreamed

It's beautiful

I'd like for them to take me on ...



Here is where I look back.

Here is where you fell.

This is where I got up,

Shaking off my tail

This is where your rope trick

Started to look stale.

A greyhound pass for the boy in the well.



It's that sinking feeling

You know what it's bringing on

I might as well say it.

I see it, I feel it

This town is going wrong.

It's turning away.



You wanted me to be someone that I could never be

My new friends are offering things I've never dreamed

It's beautiful

I'd like for them to take me on



You wanted me to be someone that I could never be

My new friends are offering things I've never dreamed

It's beautiful

I'd like for them to take me on