Oh, nowhere left to go. we getting closer, closer? Wrong, all we know is wrong. Nights are getting colder, colder.
all fall the same. We all feel the rain We change.
Everywhere we go We're lookin' for the sun. Nowhere to grow old. always on the run. They say we'll rot in hell But I don't think we will They've branded us enough of love.
Scars make us who we are Hearts and homes are broken, broken. Far, we could go so far With our minds open, open.
Tears all fall the same We all feel the rain We can't change.
Everywhere we go We're lookin' for the Nowhere to grow old. We're always on the run. They say we'll rot hell But I don't think we will They've branded us enough Outlaws of love.