My son of sorrow, how you have grown...

I'm dressed up for our night out. We're going nowhere.
I will be your ride out of town.

You came in, without warning
and somehow barred the door.
The doorstop is stuck and the ghosts are coming in.
The waves are crashing in my bedroom.
The water should not be red, the doctors said.
I'll leave it up to you.

You talk enough for two.

I'm dressed up for our night out. We're going nowhere.
I will be your ride out of town.

My son of sorrow, how you have grown
It's okay, she said. But her words don't mean a thing.
A new mob has formed and with it I'm gone.
I'm falling in love from a rooftop...

You talk enough for two.

I'm dressed up for our night out. We're going nowhere.
I will be your ride out of town.
So clean cut tonight. I'm handsom all around.
I will be your ride out of town.

I'm dressed up for our night out. We're going nowhere.
I will be your ride out of town.
So clean cut tonight. I'm handsom all around.
I will be your ride out of town.

You'll never know the joy of showing joy.