They reserve a special kind of defeat For when your new home spits you back to old They expect a swift and solemn retreat Back to the hole that you first crawled out of You're on a bridge While they're drawing it You're calling out And they're ignoring it And the lines aren't perfectly drawn But your heart's been dragging along And I know it hurts extra hard Sitting on the steps you graduated from, from They leave you no clue for what to say or what to do When that red house leaves you blue and cold You pulled the roots out, realized none of them grew Deep enough to ground you through the snow You're on a bridge While they're drawing it You're calling out And they're ignoring it And the lines aren't perfectly drawn But your heart's been dragging along And I know it hurts extra hard Sitting on the steps you graduated from