the coast Lyrics

Bleach my hair, pack my Cherokee and

Watch my parents bite their tongues, until they're nearly bleeding

Heading west, with a three month stand

Twice my age, call it a stage, I thought I'd try a man

Vermont in May, the taste of rain

A few more states until illusion's gone and washed away

A hit and run, no one to blame

Just two sad people tryin' to make it through another day

And by the time we reach the coast

The spell will have worn off us both

I was young, knew it all

I was spring, you were fall

Made of walls

We all still have to face our ghosts

Made of walls

Motel sheets, a sea of beige

I ask for Bright Eyes, but instead you'll only play Nick Cave

Won't let me drive, my own damn car

Is that your dad? Asks every biker in this Upstate bar

I put your hands, around my neck

You clutch your pearls, say kids today, they have no self-respect

I get dressed, you fake a yawn

Then ask for money from that high horse that you rode in on

And by the time we reach the coast

The spell will have worn off us both

I was young, knew it all

I was spring, you were fall

Made of walls

We all still have to face our ghosts

Made of walls

We're a roadside attraction, oh we're meant to pass by

It's a genuine effort, but it's wrapped in a lie

We're a lie

And by the time we reach the coast

The spell will have worn off us both

We're a lie

I was young, knew it all

I was spring, you were fall

Made of walls

We all still have to face our ghosts

Made of walls