| Let’s drive for no reason, let’s see where these wheels land |
| Let’s grind down the curve of this earth |
| You look fine in the evening, and, honey, it’s starting to storm |
| When we kissed in the car in the school parking lot |
| Where I’d go with my friends to get drunk |
| Used to wish I meant anything to anywhere, to anyone |
| When forever was a sentence, sentence to death |
| Oh, when you were a running tear, I was a drop of sweat |
| And the edges of your soul, I haven’t seen yet |
| Now I’m glad I get forever to see where you end |
| I won’t be alone for the rest of my life |
| I’ll build a boat for when the river gets high |
| And I’ll meet a girl in the heat of July |
| And I’ll tell her so she knows |
| That I’m broke, but I’m real rich in my head |
| That I broke a bone that never healed in my hand |
| So when I hold her close, I might loosen my grip |
| But I won’t ever let her go |
| I won’t ever let her go |
| Remember when we called the cops |
| 'Cause you got too high |
| And you got scared? |
| The cops just laughed |
| We can’t make rent, so we window-shop |
| In the Upper West Side |
| Oh, my God |
| Could you imagine that? |
| I won’t be alone for the rest of my life |
| I’ll build a boat for when the river gets high |
| And I’ll meet a girl in the heat of July |
| And I’ll tell her so she knows |
| That I’m broke, but I’m real rich in my head |
| That I broke a bone that never healed in my hand |
| So when I hold her close, I might loosen my grip |
| But I won’t ever let her go |
| I won’t ever let her go |
| When forever was a sentence, sentence to death |
| Oh, when you were a running tear, I was a drop of sweat |
| And the edges of your soul, I haven’t seen yet |
| Now I’m glad I get forever to see where you end |
| To see where you end |