Underground

You like to park like a wasted rockstar,
always talking like you know where we are,
I like to smoke like a faded movie star,
never quite sure of where we are.
Down, I get so down, you’re not around.
It can get lonely in the underground.
It’s so hip, don’t you know,
trade your soul for a line of clothes,
it’s so American, yeah that’s right,
doing cocaine off the cover of Vice.
Down, I get so down, you’re not around.
It can get lonely in the underground.
Ah, we were just freaks, all in on it,
our own special, slow motion accident.
Do you ever wonder where it all went?
Down, I get so down, it’s not around
Down, I get so down, you’re not around.
I took more than I could return,
I gave away more than I ever earned,
I built a fire, jumped right in,
we’re all liars, but you’re my friend.
Down, I get so down, you’re not around.
It can get lonely in the underground.
Down, I get so down, you’re not around.
It can get lonely in the underground.
Down, I get so down, you’re not around.
It can get lonely in the underground.