Neighbors Lyrics

Some people rush their whole lives

Their graves get closer each time

So I'll observe when I like

Take in the mundane kind

In the afternoon

She knocks three times at two

Some act like everything fine

Hear loneliness in their byes

And while the rich try to die

The rest try to survive

In the afternoon

She knocks three times at two

And he parks his car on cue

He'll never wave back to you

You can't escape what you tore apart

Its on display what you tore apart

Some people rush their whole lives

Their graves get closer each time

In the afternoon

She knocks three times at two

And he parks his car on cue

He'll never wave back to you

Back to you

Back to you