Album: Meet Me at the Fair
They come from the high rise side of town
And expect us to walk with our heads looking down
Well they blow each other kisses
While we kiss each others souls
In the other world
And I'm not saying that we're better
'Cause I sunk too low to ever think that way
'Cause we're all stuck in the same weather
But they claim they're not afraid
In the other world
And let them say that we will never change
And let them say that we will never change
And they'll be sorry someday
We're the child of a crazy mother
High on a tight rope dangling in the sky
But I would not trade my life for any other
'Cause they don't even try
In the other world
And let them say that we will never change
And let them say that we will never change
And let them say that we will never change
And let them say that we will never change
And they'll be sorry someday
They'll be sorry someday
They'll be sorry someday
Sorry someday