Nothing makes sense, so we run

Chasing shadows, swimming through our empty thoughts

Broken glass spread on the ground

Once confined us, now we've broken out (yeah)



I can't hear with all this quiet

Think it's time we start a riot

Turn the car on, blow the speakers out



Turn it on, cue it to the soundtrack of your life

With our hopes, with our dreams

In this hall of camera lights,

And we can sleep on the front porch

After midnight, and we can

Go on from here...



Leaving shadows in our past

Reaching out for goals we never knew we had

Taking chances if we can

Skip the brakes, it's only straight ahead from here



I can't hear with all this quiet

Think it's time we start a riot

Turn the car on, blow the speakers out



Turn it on, cue it to the soundtrack of your life

With our hopes, with our dreams

In this hall of camera lights,

And we can sleep on the front porch

After midnight, and we can

Go on from here...