Album: Art Vandelay (2013)

Suburbia

So baby let me run away,
I'll make my own destiny;
Cause this town will murder us,
Forget your husband, and suburbia

When I was younger you said to me,
Love songs are for lovers,
And not for you;
So go and write the world the blues

So as I sit down with a pen in my hand,
A heart was killed and became a broken man,
And I knew,
I gotta get out of here too

The city lights are calling me,
And I am not afraid;
The streets are paved with heroes,
And they're calling out my name

So baby let me run away,
I'll make my own destiny;
Cause this town is killing me,
Silently,
And hopelessly tonight;

And baby you can tell the same,
I'm the boy who got away,
Cause this town will murder us;
Forget your husband, and suburbia

When I was younger you said to me,
The white picket fence and a well-groomed man
Is right;
Now go and find yourself a wife

And in all of the cities in all of the world,
Will borrow the money and all of the girls
In the night;
Can I get her off my maze

The hull was cold and broken,
Like we're one step closer to God;
I live for words I've spoken,
And I hate them just because

So baby let me run away,
I'll make my own destiny;
Cause this town is killing me,
Silently,
And hopelessly tonight;

And baby you can tell the same,
I'm the boy who got away,
Cause this town will murder us;
Forget your husband, and suburbia

So baby let me run away,
I'll make my own destiny;
Cause this town is killing me,
Silently,
And hopelessly tonight;

And baby you can tell the same,
I'm the boy who got away,
Cause this town will murder us;
Forget your husband, and suburbia

(Run away, Run away)
Forget your husband, and suburbia
(run away, Run away)
Forget your husband, and suburbia