well you always ask me why you turn so cold and then we fight then the smoke would fill the night we just rolled right through stop signs i know you hear it all the time how you radiate sunlight we ll just stay between the lines put this foolishness behind well o was sittin here a thinkin how everybody needs a home to hold on to like the fingers of a god grab on to the ones you love no more swimmin in our heads love supreme somewhere instead i know you hear it all the time put this foolishness behind maybe somewhere down the line with our bodies in decline your guess is as good as mine we still care about our place in time yeah we hear it all the time put this foolishness behind and just stay between the lines we just roll right through stop signs scattered memories in our wake nothing left for us to take find a peaceful place to die we ll go out like bonnie and clyde while the angels surely laugh for the home we left behind