Driving around
Nowhere to go
This little town
Is all that we know
When we were kids
We played on the street
Now we raise hell
While our parents sleep
Don't believe a single word they say
We will make it out of here one day
Waiting for a sign
To fall out of the sky
That makes me wonder
Baby are we running out of time
Before they grab ahold and drag us under
Hanging around
The parking lot
This convenience store
Is all that we got
The manager yells
I got my eye on all of you
Damn you poor kids
Ain't that the truth?
Don't believe a single word they say
We will make it out of here one day
Waiting for a sign
To fall out of the sky
That makes me wonder
Baby are we running out of time
Before they grab ahold and drag us under
This could be all that we dreamt about
This could be nothing at all
We could be kings of the world, my friend
No this could not be the end
Waiting for a sign
To fall out of the sky
That makes me wonder
Baby are we running out of time
Before they grab ahold and drag us under