Rushing out the door
Like a toreador
Well he doesn’t even know
That his footsteps
Yeah, the ones he left
Are still visible in the snow
You’re telling me it’s all the same
That everyone else is to blame
And I really wish it was true. I really do
I won’t believe it in, I don’t believe it in you
And now you’re questioning
Our punk rock destiny
What’s it even worth?
Because if this were the movies
You wouldn’t be moving out
I bet you the whole wide world
You’re telling me everything’s fine
But you tell me that all the time
And I really wish it was true. I really do
I won’t believe it in, I don’t believe it in--
You want me to swallow
To swallow everything you do
Even after everything
You put me through
You’re just miles of smiles
Does that make it all right for you?
You’re telling me everything’s fine
But you tell me that all the time
And I really wish it was true. I really do
I won’t believe it in, I don’t believe it in you