.Way Out of Here

Out at the train tracks

I dream of escape

But a song comes onto my i

PodAnd I realize it's getting late

And I can't take the staring

And the sympathy

And I don't like the questions "How do you feel?""How's it going in school?"and "Do you wanna talk about it?"

Way outWay out of here

Fade outFade out, vanish

And I'm trying to forget you

And I know that

I willIn a thousand years, or maybe a week

Burn all your pictures, and cut out your face

The shutters are down and the curtains are closed

And I've covered my tracks

Disposed of the car

Trying to forget even your name and the way that you look

When you're sleeping

Dreaming of this

Way outWay out of here

Fade outFade out, vanish