I wish you would leave the state So I could pretend that we don't talk Because you moved away When you won't answer my calls I'll leave it at being late Somewhere deep down, man I know I know that I'm to blame Pretend you're still living down the street Still walking around like we own them all Forget all the things, I sounded so angry Laughing autumn nights and the quiet things Parking lot Car was being towed Sleeping cold on bedroom floors And empty theater rows Captives gone Now yesterday's for dead Banisters and bloody palms Holes in plaster walls Asleep in the passenger seat Well at least we're starting to speak When you woke up nothing had changed Well at least we can call it by name Pretend you're still living down the street Still walking around like we own them all Forget all the things, I, I sounded so angry Laughing autumn nights and the quiet things