You're in on a lie And we're out on the highway Dodging bullets As we're pulling half our lives behind our backs. Do you feel as perfect as you put on? Try to brace yourself for this Its impossible to turn away Its impossible to turn away
Get out, get out from behind the wheel and get under it, under n' baby The last you ever made us what we really wanted to be Was the day we ended summer and we brought you in on a key Get out, get out from behind the wheel and get under it Always right and the winner But when we dropped you out and finally got on our way You qualified the cost of being wanted to play
We gotta get back home No we're not putting up with the words you say I forgot to say that im sorry and i meant it And after every fight by fight we'll be back in your head And if i get our way i swear youll wish you were dead Thats why you gotta get back, gotta get back home.
Do you feel as perfect as you put on? Try to brace yourself for this Its impossible to turn away Its impossible to turn away
We gotta get back home No we're not putting up with the words you say I forgot to say that i'm sorry and i meant it And after every fight by fight we'll be back in your head And if i get our way i swear youll wish you were dead Thats why you gotta get back, gotta get back home.
What you strive for is to be perfect But its not working anymore.