You can hope for better but you can't deny
You can change your hallways but you can't change mine
And now all that I can think of is your grandpas little hide
Where we stole our first pack cigarettes
And that smoked it up that night
We run until our hearts collapsed we run until we died
For the same old muddy reasons for the same old useless lies
You got all you sink with me while move in the cold
All that we've been hiding from is vanishing now
And you move on far too soon
Cope with all your little things but you'll never know
