Liberty Tree

Liberty Tree Mall

In the photo booth

This place is dying

We don't care if we're living proof

I'm sticking out my tongue

And liftin' up my shirt

Not gettin' any younger, honey

But if we don't try, how can we be sure?

You were made in the image of God

But you look like your mom in this picture of us

Fallin' in love that night after our fight

And the past is lookin' brighter all the time

(La-la, la-la)

(Ooh)

I'm running through the airport

Still putting on my shoes

Not feelin' any better

I got too much money and nothing to lose

I was alone with my thoughts in an outline of chalk

Flying close to the sun with my sunglasses on

Don't die, Bobby, before I die

It feels so good to have you in my life

(Ooh, ooh)

(Ooh, ooh)