| Another day breaks and the last one’s gone |
| You dig deep just to carry on |
| Your debt’s paid off but it don’t feel gone |
| So you slip out the back and you’re moving on |
| I can never figure out how to make a case |
| That this don’t amount to a fall from grace |
| She wants to know can I replace |
| This tired wool with satin lace |
| She says you’re on a bridge to nowhere and you’re gettin' there fast |
| Put it in the past, put it in the past |
| If this is a race then I hope you come last |
| You’re on a bridge to nowhere and you’re gettin' there fast |
| Pressure builds till it breaks the dome |
| You can build a house you can’t build a home |
| And it’s a fool who believes love is bred in the bone |
| And there’re no guarantees that you won’t get stoned |
| Yeah, I’m a fool who believed love is bred in the bone |
| And there’re no guarantees that I won’t get stoned |
| Says you’re on a bridge to nowhere and you’re gettin' there fast |
| Put it in the past, put it in the past |
| If this is a race then I hope you come last |
| You’re on a bridge to nowhere and you’re gettin' there fast |
| I don’t know where it leads, oh no |
| All I know is that I don’t wanna breathe this chemical breeze no more |
| So another day breaks and the last one’s gone |
| You dig deep just to carry on |
| Your debt’s paid off but it don’t feel gone |
| So you slip out the back and you’re moving on |
| Says you’re on a bridge to nowhere and you’re gettin' there fast |
| Put it in the past, put it in the past |
| If this is a race then I hope you come last |
| You’re on a bridge to nowhere and you’re gettin' there fast |