[Verse]

You can't trust anyone's word but your own

These days, there's no luck for self-control

Everybody's looking inward

With no regard for the love they stole from you

Living in a small town can be hell at times

It's so beautiful and still so ugly inside

[Chorus]

And all these trees, let their leaves fall down

With our hearts, into gutters to be washed away with the rain

There, they'll fall into sewer streams

To be washed out into the ocean, open there for all to see

All these trees, let their leaves fall down

With our hearts, into gutters to be washed away with the rain

There, they'll fall into sewer streams

To be washed out into the ocean, open there for all to see