Laying down on the road

Searching for the only time I spend on my own

Clear my head with work I trust

Coughing up the ceiling dust

I'll vacate from home

I'm so sick of change I made in my office

After before

You had a good time

But now it's over

You wanted more

Fall the way the summer dies

The fun is over

Find your place on your own

Looking up to see how far down you are below

Don't wait for them to watch your show

Cause they think you're weak on your own

Cause they think you're weak on your own

I tried two weeks in the hole

I tried two weeks in the hole

I tried to weaken the blow

I tried to weaken the blow

I tried to weaken the blow

After before

You had a good time

But now it's over

You wanted more

But you can't have mine

Can't push me over

Out of the social age

Fall the way summer dies

You had a good time

The fun is over

Out of the social age

Find your place before it's time