Don't you think we should try
Never slow it down
Paint big cities
All over little towns
Look up into the air
Fly away with the sound
Punch the desperation
Kill the underground
No more poets
No more songs
Artists die starving
Can never belong
I'm gonna add up the numbers
Take you out for a nice meal
Buy us a castle
And million dollar heels
Gonna shave my face
You'll be proud
To hold my hand
We can use every letter
Then throw them in the garbage can
Photographs are so empty
Let's burn them on the hill
Rip apart stories written
Until the heartache fills
Big breakfasts
On the porch by the lake
The trees cut down
Get them out of the way
Do you feel free
No need to be upset
Stand and take pride
In the lives we've led
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Don't you think we should try
Never slow it down
Paint big cities
All over little towns
Look up into the air
Fly away with the sound
Punch the desperation
Kill the underground
No more poets
No more songs
Artists die starving
Can never belong
I'm gonna add up the numbers
Take you out for a nice meal
Buy us a castle
And million dollar heels
Gonna shave my face
You'll be proud
To hold my hand
We can use every letter
Then throw them in the garbage can
Photographs are so empty
Let's burn them on the hill
Rip apart stories written
Until the heartache fills
Big breakfasts
On the porch by the lake
The trees cut down
Get them out of the way
Do you feel free
No need to be upset
Stand and take pride
In the lives we've led
Never slow it down
Paint big cities
All over little towns
Look up into the air
Fly away with the sound
Punch the desperation
Kill the underground
No more poets
No more songs
Artists die starving
Can never belong
I'm gonna add up the numbers
Take you out for a nice meal
Buy us a castle
And million dollar heels
Gonna shave my face
You'll be proud
To hold my hand
We can use every letter
Then throw them in the garbage can
Photographs are so empty
Let's burn them on the hill
Rip apart stories written
Until the heartache fills
Big breakfasts
On the porch by the lake
The trees cut down
Get them out of the way
Do you feel free
No need to be upset
Stand and take pride
In the lives we've led
Writer: Jason Kenemy, Jerry Leger
Copyright: Lyrics © Leger Music
Copyright: Lyrics © Leger Music