This whole week's been wasted on back roads and gasoline
This distance doesn't make things easier
And these friendships don't seem to help me
I let you follow far too close
When we were younger we never wanted to be alone
With our bad luck and foreign lines
We'll fill the streets again
If i take this corner, i'll take the whole goddamn street back
I heard that living like this can take years off your life
If you could make me fine - if you could make me alright
You've got to let me go
I always found it hard to recognize your face in the morning
In the cold, in the winter, in my home
I can't even sleep without listening
We can celebrate changed lives with everybody else