Somewhere in Germany but I can't place it Man, I hate this part of Texas
Close my eyes, fantasize Three clicks and I'm home
When I get back I'll lay around And I'll get up and lay back down
Romanticize the quiet life There's no place like my room
But you gotta go I know, I know, I know
Like a wave that crashed and melted on the shore
Not even the burnouts are out here anymore
And you had to go I know, I know, I know
Out in the park we watch the sunset Talking on a rusty swing set
After a while you went quiet and I got mean
I'm always pushing you away from me But you come back with gravity
And when I call you come home A bird in your teeth
So I gotta go I know, I know, I know
When the sirens sound you'll hide under the floor
But I'm not gonna go down with my hometown in a tornado I'm gonna chase it
I know, I know, I know I gotta go now I know, I know, I know
Driving out into the sun Let the ultraviolet cover me up
Went looking for a creation myth Ended up with a pair of cracked lips
Windows down, scream along To some America first rap country song
A slaughterhouse, an outlet mall Slot machines, fear of God
Windows down, heater on Big bolts of lightning hanging low
Over the coast, everyone's convinced It's a government drone or alien spaceship
Either way, we're not alone I'll find a new place to be from
A haunted house with a picket fence To float around and ghost my friends
No, I'm not afraid to disappear The billboard said the end is near
I turned around, there was nothing there Yeah, I guess the end is here
The end is here
The end is here
The end is here The end is...