These days They start to blend together These days They start to change These days They start to blend together These days There is a meaning buried within the sound Like a dream field in the sky while asleep on hollow ground These days They start to blend together These days They start to change These days They start to change

I wasn't born yesterday I've succumb to your wicked ways So I'm movin' up, up and away Up, up and away, up, up and away Seem to think I'm your property And your misconduct is trashing me Now I'm searching for the debris For the debris, for the debris I'm a victim of vandalism Cause you covered me in grafitti I'm a victim of vandalism Since you left your mark on me I'm a victim of vandalism Cause you covered me in grafitti I'm a victim of vandalism Since you left your mark on me I'm a victim Of vandalism I'm a victim Of vandalism I'm a victim Of vandalism I'm a victim Of vandalism I wasn't born yesterday I've succumb to your wicked ways So I'm movin' up, up and away Up, up and away, up, up and away Seeking sabotage any which way The damage done now, wouldn't you say? You really rub me up the wrong way Up the wrong way, up the wrong way. I'm a victim of vandalism Cause you covered me in grafitti I'm a victim of vandalism Since you left your mark on me Vandalism Vandalism I'm a victim Of vandalism I'm a victim Of vandalism I'm a victim Of vandalism I'm a victim Of vandalism

Saw a '95 F150 at a stoplight Looked a lot like yours But it didn't have that learn-to-drive stick shift dent That I put in the door Or that Sunshine State sticker on the gate We'd got in a spring break town Damn, it's been a minute since I've been in it Now I'm thinkin' bout Whose hand's out the window When the window's down? (Ain't me, ain't me no more) Who's turning up the radio way too loud? (I did when I was yours) Who's beer bottle buzzin' on that bench seat Got you parking lot parking like you're seventeen Whose new perfume is fading mine out? Who's that pickup picking up now? Who's that pickup picking up now? Yeah Who's that pickup (who's that pickup picking up now?) Who's that pickup picking up now? Yeah Who's that pickup picking up now? Do you keep a hoodie in the backsеat Like you did for me, in case shе gets cold? Is my cherry lip gloss still there in your glove box? Wonder if she knows that I was her that summer Laid back in your shotgun seat Ain't gonna lie, yeah, sometimes I still wish it was me Whose hand's out the window When the window's down? (Ain't me, ain't me no more) Who's turning up the radio way too loud? (I did when I was yours) Who's beer bottle buzzin' on that bench seat? Got you parking lot parking like you're seventeen Whose new perfume is fading mine out? Who's that pickup picking up now? Who's that pickup picking up now? Yeah Who's that pickup (who's that pickup picking up now?) Who's that pickup picking up now? Yeah Who's that pickup picking up now? Who's picking up the phone on a Friday night When you call saying, "Babe, be ready in five" When you pull in the drive, who's climbing inside? Making memories with you that could've been mine Whose hand's out the window when the window's down? Who's turning up the radio way too loud? Oh-oh Who's beer bottle buzzin' on that bench seat Got you parking lot parking like you're seventeen Whose new perfume is fading by now? Who's that pickup picking up now? Who's that pickup picking up now? Yeah Who's that pickup (who's that pickup picking up now?) Who's that pickup picking up now? Yeah Who's that pickup picking up now? (Who's that pickup picking up now?) Who's that pickup picking up now? Yeah Who's that pickup (who's that pickup picking up now?) Who's that pickup picking up now? Yeah Who's that pickup picking up now?