In a cold town by the shore

There's a hill where the city lights shine

In a cold winter in the North

I drive, the skyline's alive

You might be cold, but I don't mind coming back to you

And my breath leaves easier now like a ghost in the air

And to the left, there's a boy in the park with black, frozen hair

And the road I know every day

And the road, now why should I stay?

You might be cold, but I don't mind coming back to you

And I wake in the morning with the itch to be leaving every single day

To hop to the wheel and drive into the city, but I know I'd run away

Oh, I wake in the morning with the itch to be leaving every single day

To hop to the wheel and drive into the city, but I know I'd run away

Oh, I wake in the morning with the itch to be leaving every single day (every day)

To hop to the wheel and drive into the city, but I know I'd run away

I get close sometimes

Oh, I wake in the morning with the itch to be leaving every single day (every day)

To hop to the wheel and drive into the city, but I know I'd run away (I wanna run away)

Oh, I wake in the morning with the itch to be leaving every single day (every day)

To hop to the wheel and drive into the city, but I know I'd run away

Oh, I wake in the morning with the itch to be leaving every single day (every day)

To hop to the wheel and drive into the city, but I know I'd run away

I get close sometimes

Oh, I wake in the morning with the itch to be leaving every single day