Tonight I found a shadow of me
Hiding in a photograph I left on my high school tees
They always said nobody makes it out of this town, you see
But who I am, ain't a picture of who I could be

Yeah we're just kids, man, and we're all fucked up
All these old guns, say that we dream too much
But though you wasted all your love, oh
You can't talk, talk for the rest of us

Well I've had this nightmare, that's stuck on repeat
I'm locked inside a white picket fence, and my lips can't speak
They hang a string to either hand and say it's best you don't leave
Like I'd just sit back and watch you plan a whole life for me

Yeah we're just kids, man, and we're all fucked up
All these old guns, say that we dream too much
But though you wasted all your love, oh
You can't talk, talk for the rest of us

The rest of us
The rest of us
But though you wasted all your love, oh
You can't talk, talk for the rest of us

Tossing and I'm turning in these sheets
Playing shows under bedroom lights
Watching people hoping that the penny might drop, 'fore it gets too late
So many parts of me that you won't ever know were there
'Cause all that you do, is push me away

Yeah we're just kids, man, and it's so messed up
You think we're all dumb, broke or we drink too much
But though you wasted all your love, oh
You can't talk, talk for the rest of us

The rest of us
The rest of us (Yeah we dream, yeah we dream)
But though you wasted all your love, oh
You can't talk, talk for the rest of us