Plastic Grass Is Always Greenest Video (MV)

I've been thinking that I'm sick of this town
And I think it's pretty clear that it wants us out
I thought we hit bedrock sometimes last year
It's only getting worse
All this city ever did was try to bring us down
But I know when I go I'll miss this house
Maybe next year we'll find some greener grasses
Here it's all just plastic

One more week and
We'll both be different people
Pack our dreams in the back seat
And drive north defeated
We're going on to better places
But you and me won't be there
We die here with our friends
Bury us in the basement

We dreamed a lot of daydreams
In this house
None of them came true

I've been thinking that I'm sick of this town
And I think it's pretty clear that it wants us out
I thought we hit bedrock sometimes last year
It's only getting worse
All this city ever did was try to bring us down
But I know when I go I'll miss this house
Maybe next year we'll find some greener grasses
Here it's all just plastic

We packed a bowl and pulled up chairs around the fire
Like we used to do on summer nights
But the weather's cold
And we're talking low
And the music isn't hitting right
I can see our breath outside
But it beats an empty house
We already packed up our lives
Nothing left to laugh about

We didn't talk much on our last night home
Maybe it was just too late
Or maybe we just finally ran out of things to say

I've been thinking that I'm sick of this town
And I think it's pretty clear that it wants us out
I thought we hit bedrock sometimes last year
It's only getting worse
All this city ever did was try to bring us down
But I know when I go I'll miss this house
Maybe next year we'll find some greener grasses
Here it's all just plastic