Wearing that ripped t-shirt on Myrtle Avenue
Windows framing clouds up in the atmosphere
Our tiny little world that could just disappear
Outside there's chaos and confusion can we stay right here?
Though everything's been broken
When everyone's gone sour
But I keep coming back to you
But there's still so much to do
And I keep coming back to you
Windows framing clouds up in the atmosphere
Our tiny little world that could just disappear
Outside there's chaos and confusion can we stay right here?
Though everything's been broken
Though everyone's gone sour
Though everything's been broken
Though everyone's gone sour