Her kind and hurricanes, attract that kind of glamour
They say with a whisper and nervous stammer
There in endless white noise highway clamor
Two houses built too close with reckless hammer
Down, down
Frontage road
Dim-lit din-deity
In the doorway, so pretty reload
She falls In love with his demeanor
'Til her bubble bursts
She's still the same now, only meaner
Oh, worse has come to worse
Times here couldn't be much leaner
She remains and harbors a powerful thirst
Down down
Frontage road
Dim-lit din-deity
And the tried and true trin-trinity explode
Are we the cross that you bear?
And when we get lost, you gotta care
Are we the cross you bear?
How, how, how?
