Getting Out Songtext
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She tells me everything's fucked up
And I say she's probably right
She says "hey, we're both just losers,
so why don't you just spend the night?"
She's leaving home in September
She's sick of this redundant life
of parents and boyfriends and drugs symptomatic
She sits in the window and cries
She's been getting down
And I say she's probably right
She says "hey, we're both just losers,
so why don't you just spend the night?"
She's leaving home in September
She's sick of this redundant life
of parents and boyfriends and drugs symptomatic
She sits in the window and cries
She's been getting down
She's been falling out
She's been falling down
Now she's getting out
It's six a.m. and I'm bleeding
My heart spilled beneath these street lights
I die at the thought of the trace that you'll leave
and dark lonely December nights
So when you leave this September,
tell me that you'll still write home
It's not like I think that you won't forget me
but the words make me feel less alone
She's been getting down
She's been falling out
She's been falling down
Now she's getting out
She's been falling down
Now she's getting out
It's six a.m. and I'm bleeding
My heart spilled beneath these street lights
I die at the thought of the trace that you'll leave
and dark lonely December nights
So when you leave this September,
tell me that you'll still write home
It's not like I think that you won't forget me
but the words make me feel less alone
She's been getting down
She's been falling out
She's been falling down
Now she's getting out
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