It's a dead end town with a dead end street, A dead end rhythm to a dead end beat. Deadendsville, you're the only place for me. I sit outside, it's a gray sunny day As i watch those airplanes fly away My dad's a travel agent and that won't get me near Or any further to outta here So i watch those airplanes fly away Have an half-assed plan to get outta here I hope things wont get fucked again dear oh dear Time to leave some shit behind Easy to say but not to make up my mind...