Second to Last (Live)
Stay away from the suitcaser crowd, they'll keep you for hours;
step back but they keep crowding in; falling back to the fallback plans, but there's plenty of options;
it's not the same when you've got no skin in the game
- peering out from the last estate.
hey somebody give this place a shove to get back to what we were thinking of;
you always get your dirty work done on the second to last goodbye.
singing past generation's songs; we'll build a dam, we'll work the land
on our knees with the best-laid trampled plans; losing out wringing calloused hands, and keeping your standing;
and fall in like a tragic champion does when he's too tired to hold a grudge.
hey somebody give this place a shove to get back to what we were thinking of;
you always get your dirty work done on the second to last goodbye;
all measured out to the extreme ready with the ring of gasoline;
you always get your dirty work done on the second to last goodbye.
leaving pennies on tracks and pulling bags on backs;
and keeping close to the vest;
she pulls the clippings from the weekly readers;
she says "he's always been nice to me;" every night of the week's the same; everyone wants in the cool kids card game; but it doesn't matter what you say because you won't get in so you fan the flames.
step back but they keep crowding in; falling back to the fallback plans, but there's plenty of options;
it's not the same when you've got no skin in the game
- peering out from the last estate.
hey somebody give this place a shove to get back to what we were thinking of;
you always get your dirty work done on the second to last goodbye.
singing past generation's songs; we'll build a dam, we'll work the land
on our knees with the best-laid trampled plans; losing out wringing calloused hands, and keeping your standing;
and fall in like a tragic champion does when he's too tired to hold a grudge.
hey somebody give this place a shove to get back to what we were thinking of;
you always get your dirty work done on the second to last goodbye;
all measured out to the extreme ready with the ring of gasoline;
you always get your dirty work done on the second to last goodbye.
leaving pennies on tracks and pulling bags on backs;
and keeping close to the vest;
she pulls the clippings from the weekly readers;
she says "he's always been nice to me;" every night of the week's the same; everyone wants in the cool kids card game; but it doesn't matter what you say because you won't get in so you fan the flames.
Credits
Writer(s): Ian R. Grushka, Stephen Lee Klein, Cyrus William Bolooki, Chad Everett Gilbert, Jordan I. Pundik
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