If I had of known it
Then I would have shown it
My frustration with this old town
You can brush - it under
But it always comes back
its still following you around
And the ci - ty limits
Keep on get - ting bigger
Just when you thought you had made it out
And your sick of waiting,
Lying on the pavement
Tryna get out of this old town
She confides that - she wants a little more
Are we living? Are we Living?
She confides that - she wants a little more
Are we living?
Or merely Killing time
Looking at the ceiling
Tryna shake the feeling
that you just may have
Missed your time
Tearing up your ticket
Did you think you won it?
make a killing in this old town
She confides that - she wants a little more
Are we living? Are we Living?
She confides that - she wants a little more
Are we living? Or merely Killing time
Oh...feeling like I should get away
Feeling like I should get away
I'm sorry that you know...
I'm sorry that you know...
Oh...feeling like I should get away
Feeling like I should get away
I'm sorry that you know...
I'm sorry that you know...
If I had of known it
Then I would have shown it
My frustration with this old town
And the paint is fading
On the car that's waiting
Around the corner to take you out
Past the city limits
Past the point of living
over the border of yesterday
Biting on the bullet
Do you really want it
Dying for your chance to feel alive
Oh...feeling like I should get away
Feeling like I should get away
I'm sorry that you know...
I'm sorry that you know...
Oh...feeling like I should get away
Feeling like I should get away
I'm sorry that you know...
I'm sorry that you know...
Then I would have shown it
My frustration with this old town
You can brush - it under
But it always comes back
its still following you around
And the ci - ty limits
Keep on get - ting bigger
Just when you thought you had made it out
And your sick of waiting,
Lying on the pavement
Tryna get out of this old town
She confides that - she wants a little more
Are we living? Are we Living?
She confides that - she wants a little more
Are we living?
Or merely Killing time
Looking at the ceiling
Tryna shake the feeling
that you just may have
Missed your time
Tearing up your ticket
Did you think you won it?
make a killing in this old town
She confides that - she wants a little more
Are we living? Are we Living?
She confides that - she wants a little more
Are we living? Or merely Killing time
Oh...feeling like I should get away
Feeling like I should get away
I'm sorry that you know...
I'm sorry that you know...
Oh...feeling like I should get away
Feeling like I should get away
I'm sorry that you know...
I'm sorry that you know...
If I had of known it
Then I would have shown it
My frustration with this old town
And the paint is fading
On the car that's waiting
Around the corner to take you out
Past the city limits
Past the point of living
over the border of yesterday
Biting on the bullet
Do you really want it
Dying for your chance to feel alive
Oh...feeling like I should get away
Feeling like I should get away
I'm sorry that you know...
I'm sorry that you know...
Oh...feeling like I should get away
Feeling like I should get away
I'm sorry that you know...
I'm sorry that you know...