Lyrics

Cut it out.
Turn around for me.
Racing along the dashed yellow line
Searching for something
Something sublime
To lose that house, we needed some time.
Is it really that wrong to
run away?
to sing our songs?
to color the grey?
Some wayward sons
so far away.

Oh we've gone to far to lay down our arms
Oh we've fought too damn hard to give up so easy.

NO.
CUT IT OUT.
TURN AROUND FOR ME.

CUT IT OUT.
TURN AROUND FOR ME.

I keep on pushing harder
though I don't even know why I wanna
split it down the coda
while some Casanova fucks me over
pondering the prelude while I
empty all my oxygen
But it weighs me down it weighs me down it weights ME DOWN IT WEIGHS ME DOW-

GOD! It's just heavy.

Oh we've gone to far to lay down our arms
Oh we've fought too damn hard to give up so easy.

But I guess I'll lay down right here.

NO!
CUT IT OUT!
TURN AROUND FOR ME.

CUT IT OUT!
TURN AROUND FOR ME.

CUT IT OUT!
TURN AROUND FOR ME.

CUT IT OUT!
TURN AROUND FOR ME.