Tickets on the table and our bags are by the door Once broken-hearted lovers don't live here anymore Kitchen's empty and not in the scene Recovered all the windows and swallowed all the keys Gotta get away, gotta get away Gonna get paid, then we've got to get away I've been listening to the breeze I miss you sitting next to me, next to me I haven't been back in a long long while I wrote down my story with a half drawn smile It's been hard not to celebrate Or be distracted by the open gate Gotta get away, gotta get away Gotta say thanks and we've got to get away I've been wandering around too long I need a destination where I can't go wrong (can't go wrong) Uhhhhh, uhhhhh (hey, hey) Uhhhhh, uhhhhh (hey, hey) I've been packing for a long long time I boxed all my letters and stamped all my rhymes Walking around in your high-heel shoes While we drink mason-jars of contraband JUICE:) Gotta get away, gotta get away Gotta say grace and we've got to get away I will go anywhere you say I promise sometime soon we will get away