Riding trains and phone lines is hard enough

I've seen this stretch of highway more times than I'd like to count

It's for the best if we don't let this get us down

But that's easier said than done

I'll be back soon, I'll be back for you

Things will finally sort themselves out my dear

I know your tired



All I need is a jetpack and roller skates,

to get this started



Waiting, for things to sort out will kill me unless I leave this town

I've seen this place turn from bright green to the dullest gray,

yet something begs me to stay

It means that much to me, so to you I say

Things will finally sort themselves out my dear

I know your tired



All I need is a jetpack and roller skates,

to get this started



Tired of missing you so much

Tired of this place and my luck