Getaway Car
Rosie, I'm running
I don't know what from
Are you sitting on the porch?
I could come home to you
The mice in this old house
They'll be laughing when we're gone
Landlord whistles dixie
On the phone to you
And I know you like a long-healed scar
You're a green light and a getaway car
You keep on saying that you're waiting on the real thing to call
You beat your head against the wall
Yellowing nicotine
Under the fingernails of my right hand
Wishing I could be seventeen again
But I'm lying on my back
And I'm writing you a song
About all the great big things
That we could have been
And I know you like a long-healed scar
You're a green light and a getaway car
You keep on saying that you're waiting on the real thing to call
You beat your head against the wall
I've been looking for a way out
Softening the days
Strangers knock me down
On the subway
We were only children
Sneaking through the gaps in the fence
Down on Frenchmans
Someone calls your name
And I know you like a long-healed scar
You're a green light and a getaway car
You keep on saying that you're waiting on the real thing to call
You beat your head against the wall
Your head against the wall
I don't know what from
Are you sitting on the porch?
I could come home to you
The mice in this old house
They'll be laughing when we're gone
Landlord whistles dixie
On the phone to you
And I know you like a long-healed scar
You're a green light and a getaway car
You keep on saying that you're waiting on the real thing to call
You beat your head against the wall
Yellowing nicotine
Under the fingernails of my right hand
Wishing I could be seventeen again
But I'm lying on my back
And I'm writing you a song
About all the great big things
That we could have been
And I know you like a long-healed scar
You're a green light and a getaway car
You keep on saying that you're waiting on the real thing to call
You beat your head against the wall
I've been looking for a way out
Softening the days
Strangers knock me down
On the subway
We were only children
Sneaking through the gaps in the fence
Down on Frenchmans
Someone calls your name
And I know you like a long-healed scar
You're a green light and a getaway car
You keep on saying that you're waiting on the real thing to call
You beat your head against the wall
Your head against the wall
Credits
Writer(s): Lizzie No
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