We were calling for the same rhyme In a den of smoke and shit We're spinning candles on a dime We're kids and won't admit it I said what I was thinking And I found myself out here We made out by this park swing Where the harbour lights appear I'll let you in for free 'Cause everyone let go of me I'll let you in for free The records are my company It's what I've seen It's where it leads me It's what I've seen It's what I'll be Eva's mother's corner store Is where we got our first beers Well you stole them as I tagged along And I wasted all my years (And my fear) Douse my heart in kerosene (I can't hear) Seething on my bike (In top gear) Well the faces are a blur to me (And you're here) Purple turns to midnight (It's not fair) Where were my big city dreams (It's not fair) When I had my chance to breathe (It's not fair) You'd better not let go of me (It's not fair) I'll never let you back