Trouble in suburbia
My tattoos don't shine like they used to
The color's done run down and faded over time
The line's become blurry to my meaning of life
There's trouble in suburbia
Whatever happened
To carefree days and restless nights
When no one ever questioned what's wrong or what's right
Lived out our moments on the whim of a kite
Oh honey, there's trouble in suburbia
Bide me some time
Bide me some time
If you can
Aimless and poor
Oh how I long to be running
Feel like youth's siren is calling me back for more
To the bosom of the highway from the mountains to the shore
Oh Honey, there's trouble in suburbia
Bide me some time
Bide me some time
Don't you know it's for the greater good
Every living thing would be running... if it could
Bide me some time
Bide me some time
Trouble in suburbia
My tattoos don't shine like they used to
The color's done run down and faded over time
The line's become blurry to my meaning of life
There's trouble in suburbia