Out at the train tracks nI dream of escape nBut a song comes onto my iPod nAnd I realize it's getting late nnAnd I can't take the staring nAnd the sympathy nAnd I don't like the questions How do you feel? nHow's it going in school? nAnd Do you wanna talk about it? nnWay out nWay out of here nFade outnFade out, vanish nnAnd I'm trying to forget you nAnd I know that I will nIn a thousand years, or maybe a week nBurn all your pictures, and cut out your face nnThe shutters are down and the curtains are closed nAnd I've covered my tracks nDisposed of the car nTrying to forget even your name and the way that you look nWhen you're sleeping nDreaming of this nnWay out nWay out of here nFade outnFade out, vanish