Bradley comes home from school
He looks happier than any other day
He won't go out with me
I don't care if I never see his face

Sometimes I want to get out of here.

Everyone's talking about you behind the gym.
They're sharing cigarettes,
Drinking beer out of coke cans,
They're saying what a waste,
You must have been loaded
Tearing down Pacific Coast Highway.

Bradley,
I think you got away.

[Chorus]
Someone found a blue Ford
Twisted up and glass all around.
There was a girl with you.
Nobody knew her.

Your step dad was called in
To say he recognized you.
Everyone knew you
And said it was a waste.

[Chorus: x2]
Someone found a blue Ford
Twisted up and glass all around.
There was a girl with you.
Nobody knew her.

Everyone's back where they started,
No one wants to talk about it.
This desk says you were here.

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., ROUGH TRADE PUBLISHING
Writer(s): NINA NASTASIA