Anything Like The Movies

Well I wake up in the morning
One more cigarette left to smoke
There's no breakfast on the table
But there's hope
Now the paperboy is on time today
But the news is already late
And the radio plays the same damn song
That I hate

The Rain's about to fall
I guess we'll wait it out

Now we're walking down the sidewalk
In this God-forsaken town
But if it's anything like the movies
We'll get out
And maybe see our names in neon lights
Have we made it to the promised land?
Just a couple of dreams, we'll catch them
If we can

The rain's about to fall
I guess we'll wait it out

So baby where did I go wrong?
Now I know where I belong
It never had to be somewhere new
As long as I'm with you

Now we're driving down the highway
Headed back to our little town
It was nothing like the movies
What we found
It doesn't matter where we're going
Or all the places that we've been
Guess we'll find out what we're made of
In the end

It doesn't matter where we're going
Or all the places we have been
I guess we'll find out what we're made of
In the end