In a town that never lives Lives a boy on sedatives Trying to reach for breathing holes Stumbling again. In a town that lives the same As every town that lives the same Why'd imagination Become some damned? I walk away into a photograph None of them could ever do the math Who are we to ever see it through I'll just die young, no that ain't what i'll do. So some things have made you mad Let's talk about the times you had It's fun to blame until you Can't blame no more. After all that we've been through I will always think of you Whatever they think about you Just please don't die. I walk away into a photograph None of them could ever do the math Who are we to ever see it through I'll just die you, no that ain't what i'll do.