There's a spot we used to walk
Down by the falls
We would sit alone and talk
About nothing at all
There's a song we used to play
Over again
Guess we both forgot the name
Oh right
It goes like
Oh right,
bet it feels nice Turning your back on your whole damn life
Like oh wow,
look at you now A little too good for your old hometown
He's got it all figured out
How does it feel looking down?
Did you hear about the girl Who faked her own death
And found a counterfeit in pearls?
In Bangladesh,
the lengths we'll go to get
away The * that we'll say
People never really change Oh right
It goes like Oh right,
bet it feels nice Turning your back on your whole damn life
Like oh wow,
look at you now A little too good for your old hometown
He's got it all figured out How does it feel looking down?
He's got his head in the clouds Watching the world turn round
Watching the world turn round