What team is this that comes between us
What sun in winter gives this burn
The water veins put forth no warning
The sound and sigh, autumn returns
And as the years pass all in silence
The night a blinding shade of black
I cut through cords of headless voices
And hope that I could bring you back
Gold bag I’m coming back for you
No one else could never know the answer
One life from garage to house
Till the end of time we’ll always be the outsiders
I want to know what you’ve been thinking
And if you’d like to take a turn
The signatures are still engraved here
And soon the ponyboy returns
Gold bag I’m coming back for you
No one else could never know the answer
One life from garage to house
Till the end of time we’ll always be the outsiders