What team is this that comes between us

What sun in winter gives this burn

The water veins put forth no warning

The sound and sigh, autumn returns

And as the years pass all in silence

The night a blinding shade of black

I cut through cords of headless voices

And hope that I could bring you back

Gold bag I’m coming back for you

No one else could never know the answer

One life from garage to house

Till the end of time we’ll always be the outsiders

I want to know what you've been thinking

And if you'd like to take a turn

The signatures are still engraved here

And soon the ponyboy returns

Gold bag I’m coming back for you

No one else could never know the answer

One life from garage to house

Till the end of time we’ll always be the outsiders.