I've barely met you, But I like the sound of you. You seem like someone who gets me. I think I'd like to stop feeling, Perhaps you can help me.
Let's run away, I can't be "normal". Let's be asylum seekers, Seeking the end of the world. I hold my hand out, and you can say yes or no, But Let's run away.
Let's travel the countries we've never been to, Cheap cars, easy *** Everything we say is meaningless And ain't that the beauty of it?
A boy holds my thoughts at home, But I'll let you hold my heart. I'll never tell you how much I miss him, But perhaps, By the time we're on the road, He won't matter anymore.
We don't have to face Nightmarish reality We can keep driving and we can never stop
I miss him, I miss him so much, But we can be Our teenage dreams, We'll still think they're heroes, Even though they're not.
Suburbia is calling home, Ignore it Come with me. Take me with your teenage dreams, We'll be alright I promise.
My hand holds out With a stranger I've never met before You're that kind of person I get the feeling, That I'm in love with.