The fountain dried up years ago
Now the youth is dying slow

This old truck can't escape the place I'm from
My home looks like a gun
My home looks like a gun
We cover up but our minds rot in the sun

That's why I walked away
From the bridges that pierce the southern sky
The sunshine state is waiting to die, waiting to die

Just pretend we've never met

I'm not ready for it yet
My mouth is dry, the interior's soaking wet
If I forget I'll want to stay
If I forget I'll want to stay
Just pop the trunk and I'll be on my way

Make the drop-off in Gainseville tomorrow night
Put down our feral love before we say goodbye
The sunshine state is waiting to die

Put the cash in my hand
Put the gun back in your pants
Put the car into gear
Drive our love away from here
Put the past in the ground
These everglades are haunted and I want them to burn down

I'll take local roads to the Georgia line
Those ghouls will take whatever you supply

The sunshine state is waiting to die