Trains on train tracks are made to come back from every place that they've ever been
7:30, a Sunday off-peak
I knew she'd leave me but not like this
You know you're the reason that I felt alive out here for so long I've been waiting for my chance to disappear
The wooden sleepers the girders lying still are cold reminders of what you had to do
We're not like train tracks sometimes we have to move and never come back despite the things we lose
You know you're the reason that I felt alive out here for so long I've been waiting for my chance to disappear
This town is just a strip of bars and streets with common names it's strange to know you'll watch me as I slowly pull away
Trains on train tracks are made to come back
7:30, a Sunday off-peak
I knew she'd leave me but not like this
You know you're the reason that I felt alive out here for so long I've been waiting for my chance to disappear
The wooden sleepers the girders lying still are cold reminders of what you had to do
We're not like train tracks sometimes we have to move and never come back despite the things we lose
You know you're the reason that I felt alive out here for so long I've been waiting for my chance to disappear
This town is just a strip of bars and streets with common names it's strange to know you'll watch me as I slowly pull away
Trains on train tracks are made to come back