Lyrics
Come on
New York City
They closed the parkway late last night
Yeah, as I sat with the echoes of the
Lies that I told, I felt young
Never changed by crooked hearts
Go put the shotgun back in the glove
Come on and wait another year for the
Dream far away
To come home, to be brave
Well, everything has changed
And now it's only you that matters
I will find any way
To your wild heart
They boarded up the windows and the doors to my house
No one will ever read the letters or the
Lies that I told from the years
I was changed by crooked hearts
Why did they have to go and do us like that?
Why did they have to go and run from a
Dream far away?
Were we there? Was I brave?
To think everything must die
For anyone to matter
I will find any way
To your wild heart
Oh, I will find any way
To your wild heart
Oh, I will find any way
Well, everything has changed
Well, fuck it, I can't tell what matters
Gonna find any way
To your wild heart
Wild heart
Your wild heart
Wild heart
Wild heart (oh)
Wild heart
Your wild (oh)
Wild heart
Holy shit
Nah, nah, now (say hello to Mickey right now)
Fuck this, let's just go for it, let's just blow the place up, fuck it