Can't we just move onnfrom the past we've settled onnyears ago with all the namelessndays we gave and held and wasted?nBiting through our tongues,nheld behind the lips we've hungnoutside the windows as the cars passednevery sign saying Last Exit Here?nnAnother year gone by,nanother chance we've thrown awaynwhen we've made the same mistakes.nAnother wasted nightnof questions left to hang unanswered,nin diners full of sluts and vagrants.nAnother boring day,nanother Jersey night.nnIts such a waste of time,nall the days we had and lost againnwith the ones who never were our friends.nThe time has passed awaynin repetition of the boringnlives we've lived in eastern borders.nAnother boring daynanother Jersey night.nnSo blame it all on life,nthat where we live makes who we arenand all the shit just makes it hardernto bring us back to life,nand motorways and shore diseasenwill never set our minds at ease.nSo we'll take our timenand leave...nAnother jersey night,nand we'll never get to sleep.