Wide open, empty coffin
Giving up is jumping in
Straight forward, sun on the dashboard
This dead-end town I´ll leave behind

Wide open, miles of pavement
Away from useless lives and failure
I´ve seen these lights
For the last time
How does it feel when I laugh in your face?

When I give you the finger
You´re already dead to me
And you really think you matter
That´s the story of the year

2000 miles away from
These stormy skies
To salty air
Knee deep in midwest quicksand
There´s no reason to say good bye

When I give you the finger
You´re already dead to me
And you really think you matter
That´s the story of the year

Now or never
It´s the story of the year
There´s no way I´ll believe in second chances

Don´t look back
Don´t hesitate
Your futures´ the chances you take
Don´t live your life
Afraid of growing old with regret in the end