With the Radio

Don't let him get messed up too soon
He's got the booze and he's waiting for ya
Grab your bag and it's out the side door
Dying trying to find what to live for

Out by the old school and he's smoking his last cigarette
That day we hopped the fence and hoped we wouldn't get caught

You got the keys and
You stole your mothers car

Sleeping pills, an absent father
Pull the plug on the bathtub water
Draw the shades but don't get too close
It's coming on, it's coming on yeah

That night we drove away and hoped we wouldn't get caught
That night we drove away and hoped we wouldn't get caught

You got the keys and
You stole your mothers car
Singing you'd love me forever
Along with the radio

And all the pretty things that sat collecting dust
Upon your bedroom shelves
Your mother never had the strength to throw them out
All the pretty things this city couldn't show ya
A fifty dollar fill-up got you past the border

And all the pretty things that sat collecting dust
Upon your bedroom shelves
Your mother never had the strength to throw them out
All the pretty things this city couldn't show ya
A fifty dollar fill-up got you past the border
As the years go by you try to turn around and find
A picture of your mothers face as clear as ever in your mind
After the golden dust has blown away, the glory fades
Another kid who sold her heart, got lost down in Los Angeles

You got the keys and
You stole your mothers car
Singing you'd love me forever
Along with the radio
You got the keys and
You stole your mothers car
Singing you'd love me forever