Burning the Bridges Down
It’s time to go, baby.
Aren’t you sick of serving the same people every time?
Seeing the same faces continuously come around?
Aren’t you bored of this tired town,
the population just 9,741.
Remember all the dreams we had
and the plans that never quite come to fruition.
Pack you bags, there’s no time to lose
we’ve spent entirely too much already
doing nothing, but wasting chances.
It’s time to leave and never turn back;
Let’s make a little history baby,
we’re burning all the bridges down.