ran away last year took the train to neverneverland
except it was washington instead
but i pretended

met some kids under a bridge
Dyslexia and Chardonnay
good names for lost little girls

and we're so controversial
living on the proverbial edge
cracking mirrors just to keep the future predictable

for what its worth
i always wanted it to end up this way
no need to be so sad and spiteful

if it makes it less tragic
think of us as the cavemen of modern society
the axe in the eye of america

that slow disease never diagnosed

come on a stay with us
cause we're lost and on fire and okay with it
or maybe just used to it