What's going on when the gun goes off?
Pouring rain, what a scene for a beautiful show
A pretty girl's blood must feel so young,
And some song's endings are meant to die to
Kinda like static
Have you ever seen a telephone pole with a million nails in it?
It feels like Atlanta in here
Next time you're in line
Open your eyes, look behind
Everyone on their phones
When did we become such good little clones?
As if I really know
As if he'll ever know
He'll never know
A whole different boy now
Give him a new name, new clothes, new questions, all no's
Time to go
Thanks again for the beautiful show