Out the Door - Ben Kweller, Chris Morrissey

«You'll never believe this.»

It happened today baby, my final revelation

I was sittin' there, he said, «y'all don’t care

You’re the reason for this broken nation»

Broken dreams don’t die

Here I go out the door

I don’t need no more

Here I stand, I got your hand

There’s no need to know which way to go

It’s her versus him

It’s us against them

You sink or swim or you’re swallowed

You bleed 'til yer bled

You feed 'til yer fed

You lead or ye led to be followed

All you can do is try

Here I go out the door

I don’t need no more

Here I stand, I got your hand

There’s no need to know

Which way to go, honey

I don’t mind, I don’t mind

Which way to go, honey

I don’t mind, I don’t mind

I really don’t mind

Here I go out the door

I don’t need no more

Here I stand, I got your hand

There’s no need to know

Which way to go out the door

I don’t need no more

Here I stand, I got your hand

There’s no need to know

There’s no need to know