Heart of Glue

Laughed at people acting their age

Making fliers from a magazine page at midnight

Paint the town in a black and white blur

Try to find a message from her, It's not there

Made it here on your own

Brain of gold, heart of stone

You've got everything you need to be alone

Finally drank away the stars in your eyes

Now you see through the prettiest lies, so ugly

Passed out by a telephone pole

Underneath a flier for an all ages show

There's still hope

Made it here on your own

Brain of gold, heart of stone

You've got everything you need to be alone

Made it here, black and blue

Brain of stone, heart of glue

I've got everything I need to be with you