You’re back in your car
Trying to drive just as far as trust fund can take you away
And know matter where you are
It’s were you should be
It’s not what you are it’s what you could be
I wish I was bored like you
I wish that I could afford
To be like you
You’re back in a town where everyone let you down
And no one’s around to entertain you
In your room on your walls
You’ve got angels to protect you
In the end they’ll desert you
So you’re back in a box that you made of yourself
By yourself so you should be
