You Don't

"Hey-
You don't belong here."
"Hey-
You don't belong here."
"Hey-
You don't belong here."
"Hey-
You don't belong here."

Well I have a
Guess you have a grudge;
I think you don't think you don't
Want enough
There's something 'bout the every day that scares us...
The driver told us there's a
Crack in the frame of the building

Where he lives,
Where he works,
Where he sleeps, and where one day
He won't wake up from his
Working man's dreams
Keep the days, count the leers,
Raise the sound, meet the criminals
Marks on their backs, might as well be shoutin'
At the strangers; and why of all things
Would you give in to me?!
And why are there so many of us
Who can't sleep?

And I have a
Guess you have a grudge;
I think you don't think you don't
Want enough
There's something 'bout the every day that scares us...

I don't think you
Should be sorry,
I don't think it at all
I don't think you
Should be sorry,
I don't think it at all
I don't think you
Should be sorry, no I don't
Think it at all
I don't think you
Should be sorry,
I don't think it at all, no I...
Don't think at all...

They had that trailer lit like a dashboard
Dripped and twinkled,
Like a boat under fireworks
Warm and foggy
For December
Tryin' hard to not remember
Why it feels weird to go home-
It's all the same, it's
All the same

And a sticker of reminder sits
Riding your back window, it's
Been a long time since I
Was sleepin' away the dark
Afternoons...

They had that trailer lit like a dashboard
Dripped and twinkled,
Like a boat under fireworks
Warm and foggy
For December
Tryin' hard to not remember
Why it feels weird to go home-
It's all the same, it's
All the same

And a sticker of reminder sits
Riding your back window, it's
Been a long time since I
Was sleepin' away the dark
Afternoons...