No Ending

Waking up in the desert is waking up all alone.
Waking up with the ocean reflected in your eyes is boring.
Waking up in a storybook with no ending is where I want to be.
Moving up, moving out, moving on with my life, to my end.
Look to the past, we knew our dreams could never last.
Made out in the car, she changed her clothes in a bathroom stall.
Reminds me of the prom, but it hurts if I think too long.
She taught me how to dance, but she doesn't know who I am.
I want a life that is something, I need a life that is more than this.
I'll write a song with some words that don't mean anything to me, it's easy.
I'll write a song with some metaphors to describe how lost and alone I'm not.
It's like I care what you think, these words have no meaning, without you.
Look to the past, we knew our dreams could never last.
Made out in the car, she changed her clothes in a bathroom stall.
Reminds me of the prom, but it hurts if I think too long.
She taught me how to dance, but she doesn't know who I am.
She doesn't know me, (she doesn't know me.)
She doesn't know me, (she doesn't know me.)
But it's what we need, (but it's what we need.)
But it's what we need, (but it's what we need.)
Look to the past, we knew our dreams could never last.
Made out in the car, she changed her clothes in a bathroom stall.
Reminds me of the prom, but it hurts if I think too long.
She taught me how to dance, but she doesn't know who I am.