Always Running, Never Looking Back

Lyrics

[Jeremy Bolm, Jeff Eaton] This, this may This may read like an epitaph A commemorative telling on my behalf But before this thing gets dated and printed We're gonna need a few more witnesses My eyes are weak, so I could never focus On decisions that have left me hopeless I've chiseled my initials in the shovel That I've been using to dig my own hole Driving faster in the wrong direction Convincing them this was expected I've lost my mirrors through the crashes So looking back just can't happen Living up to how we feel about ourselves: One foot in the grave; One foot in our mouths When you hear those sirens, just know that they're for us When you hear those sirens, just know that they're for us When you hear those sirens, just know that they're for us You'll know who we are (by the mark on our sleeve) In the shape of a heart (that never could beat)