#7 Songtext
von Six Going on Seven

Pockets stuffed with hands and pavement catching stares
Drop to avoid the glare
Disturbing signs in the flat black night
Impressions you leave like chalk outlines

Yeah, you say you′re getting over getting out
You're doing fine
But you walk down the street where you can drink for free
And get it off your mind

′Cause you still can't figure out
Where everything went south
Or why you want it back so bad, anyhow

Realize that you have your rights
Yeah, but history repeating will never surface twice
All the wiser for it, so much more aware
Pockets stuffed with hands, pavement catching stares

Yeah, you say you're getting over getting out
You′re doing fine
But you walk down the street where you can drink for free
And get it off your mind


′Cause you still can't figure out
Where everything went south
Or why you want it back so bad, anyhow

Clean break, the quick fix
Thought we′d put this all behind us
You're a sight gag with poor timing
Better sleep while the house is burning
The victim of a smear campaign
So you know she′ll never feel the same
Besides, it's out of mind

Realize that you have your rights
Yeah, but history repeating will never surface twice
All the wiser for it, so much more aware
Pockets stuffed with hands, pavement catching stares

Yeah, you say you′re getting over getting out
You're doing fine
But you walk down the street where you can drink for free
And get it off your mind


'Cause you still can′t figure out
Where everything went south
Or why you want it back so bad
And you still can′t figure out
Where everything went south
Or why you want it back so bad, anyhow
Anyhow, anyhow