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 want to die anywhere else
If only I could die anywhere else
So come with me, let’s die anywhere else
Anywhere
Just not here

Stuck on this dead end street
Where all the new kids come to play
Stuck–where past and future meet
Watching all our autumns drift away

I just want to die anywhere else
If only I could die anywhere else
So come with me, let’s die anywhere else
Anywhere
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 want to die anywhere else
If only I could die anywhere else
So come with me, let’s die anywhere else
Anywhere
Just not here

Oh no