We Grew Up So Well Songtext
von Jack Conte

Staring at a trash can
Thinking about the things you′ve thrown away

You love our pretty planet
Yeah, but not enough to stay

No, please
Don't go

You always took care of your hands
How could you break ′em like you did?
Like a bug on a window

Is that what you wanted to be?
In a moment's pause?

All you see is madness
And nobody can show you the method

No, please
Wait, no


So I'll remember you in lyric
Recycled soul reborn as ink
From a desperate pen

Is that what you wanted to be?
Just a topic of mine? Yeah

Oh, I dream of your soul
I wish you could know that
We grew up so well and

Oh, well, you didn′t know
You didn′t know that soon
You'd be okay, okay

Echo bellows
So slow like gallows

Is that what you wanted to be?
A still life′s pose?

A photograph?
A story told?
A friend I had?