Growing old around these streets   Well, never really felt quite like, like anything   Expect nothing and have the chance   To really go somewhere that you can't      My love is exploitation, not a passing celebration   And I don't wanna feel like a part of history      Gonna' turn this town, upside down   We can die, well, in their eyes just to feel   The promise is broken at a quarter past five   Burning fires on the railway hillsides      My love is exploitation, not a passing celebration   And I don't wanna feel like a part of history   And the grass is greener on the other side   That's where I wanna be, somewhere that she can really see      We all go out like we come in kicking and screaming   We all go out like we come in kicking and screaming   We all go out like we come in kicking and screaming      My love is exploitation, not a passing celebration   And I don't wanna feel like a part of history   And the grass is greener on the other side   That's where I wanna be, somewhere that she can really see