Thinkin' bout our band
As the Sun sinks into the lines of gray
Write our names in the sand
Pick up the stick, then I throw it into the waves
Like I was saying goodbye

Think about all the things
That we can’t get away with anymore
You keep your ear to the ground
While I keep my mouth shut and my eyes on the door
If that’s alright

I turn up the music cause it makes me wanna sing
Listening to the radio, doin' my thing
Rollin down the freeway, feelin' alright
It’s gonna be OK
It’s gonna be OK
It’s gonna be OK
Tonight

Go to the movies at night
She gets her popcorn all over my shirt
Then she squeezes my hand
Hides her eyes when the zombies mess someone up
She whispers: Why did we come?

Life is a speeding car
And everything you want
Is what direction you're on
You got your eyes on the rearview
And whatever it is that you’re running from
It’s catching up

I turn up the music cause it makes me wanna sing
Listening to the radio, doin' my thing
Rollin down the freeway, feelin' alright
It’s gonna be OK
It’s gonna be OK
It’s gonna be OK
It’s gonna be OK
Hey, tonight