everyone's moving away from me constantly
and right past their destination
but not me, i'm headed for apathy
i may be passed over
and if memory serves me correctly, dear
your eyes are the color of clay
and every schoolgirl's
got their head on straight

how do we get from here to annapolis?
when every streetlight spells out your name
how do we get from here to annapolis?
i fall away

everyone's writing songs about anarchy
everyone's painting pictures in gray
but not me, i'm swimming in mercury
i may be passed over

if memory serves me correctly, dear
your head tastes like lemon meringue
if you were wise, then i'd be standing here
i fall away

how do we get from here to annapolis?
when every streetlight spells out your name
how do we get from here to annapolis?
i fall away

i refuse to fade away