So we'll crawl across our options

Sneaking peeks at nights out drinking

With our hopes up in the stars

I've got three bucks and so much more to start on



A novel of experience

Way up where we can feel again

And I hope you make me real again

'Cause Jesus Christ I need to breathe again



And you're goddamn right

I've got a little more to prove tonight

To everything and everyone

Atlantic air's done something to my lungs



Well, we're virgins with a heartbeat

Searching for a lasting vein of inspiration

From this town who'd have thought

That white blood cells had drowned it out



A novel of experience

Way up where we can feel again

And I hope you make me real again

'Cause Jesus Christ I need to breathe again



And you're goddamn right

I've got a little more to prove tonight

To everything and everyone

Atlantic air's done something to my



Lungs have been collapsing

Under weight of change and traveling

God, I'm hitting bottom now

These words are the only hope

I have to be dragged out here now

Someone please pull me out



Well, I'm aware of what I've come from

When pen hits paper like electric

I'd illuminate the sky

And make you stare with open eyes



And you're goddamn right

I've got a little more to prove tonight

To everything and everyone

Atlantic air's done something to my



Lungs have been collapsing

Under weight of change and traveling

God, I'm hitting bottom now

These words are the only hope

I have to be dragged out