Out at the train tracks I dream of escape
But a song comes onto my iPod
And I realize it´s getting late

I can´t take the staring and the sympathy
And I don´t like the questions,
"How do you feel?"
"How´s it going in school?"
"Do you wanna talk about it?"

Way out, way out of here
Fade out,
Fade out, vanish

I´ll try to forget you
And I know that I will
In a thousand years
Or maybe a week

I´ll burn all your pictures
Cut out your face

The shutters are down and the curtains are closed
And I´ve covered my tracks
Disposed of the car

And I´ll try to forget even your name
And the way that you look when you´re sleeping,
And dreaming of this

Way out, way out of here
Fade out,
Fade out, vanish