Dust on this tired old street
Mark corners where we used to play
Dust trace our tired old feet
In circles as we pace our time away

I just wanna die anywhere else
If only I could die anywhere else
 [bad word] with me, let’s die anywhere else
An-y-where, just not here

Stuck on this dead end street
Where all the new [bad word] to play
Stuck where the past and future meet
Watching all our autumns drift away

I just wanna die anywhere else
If only I could die anywhere else
 [bad word] with me, let’s die anywhere else
An-y-where, just not here

And if they ever hear my name
Will they know I walked alone?
Around these dusty streets
My tired old home
And will they ever stop to think
What was here before? No
They won’t remember that I’m gone

I just wanna die anywhere else
If only I could die anywhere else
 [bad word] with me, let’s die anywhere else
An-y-where, just not here
Oh no