I was sick of the same scenery I guess,|Leave this town like I left your bed in a quiet mess.|With my backpack zipper all the way unzipped, |I tie my shoes and drive myself nowhere again. ||So tell me where I'm supposed to go,|I'd be lying if I said "I know." |Tell me why the wires always take the birds and boys away.|Tell me that you need to see my face, |Catch me walking away in a waste.|Tell me why the fires always burn the trees,|But they won't touch me.| |I was done with the windows and the broken homes, |Leave this place because you couldn't ever leave me alone. |And sometimes I see you in the puddles babe, |Wash away the spit we'd trade when you'd speak my name. ||So tell me where I'm supposed to go,|I'd be lying if I said "I know." |Tell me why the wires always take the birds and boys away.|Tell me that you need to see my face, |Catch me walking away in a waste.|Tell me why the fires always burn the trees,|But they won't touch me.| |And it's just a phase, |I know you want me around but I just can't stay.|But sometimes life doesn't go your way, |And it's okay.||But tell me where I'm supposed to go,|I'd be lying if I said "I know." |Tell me why the wires always take the birds and boys away.|Tell me that you need to see my face, |Catch me walking away in a waste.|Tell me why the fires always burn the trees,|But they won't touch me.