Testo Sixteen Stares

Wearing a hole through my pocket
Sun in my eyes laying me flat
Spinning a wheel in slow motion
Asleep at the gate in the back

Sixteen
Sixteen stares
Float the deck in a teenage daydream
Scrape my palm again and again
I never learn when I walk away easy
They never tell just how far it bends

Sixteen
Sixteen stares
Sixteen
Sixteen stares

Come up to Hollywood and Selma
Come up to 15th and JFK
All your friends are waiting there for ya
None of this lasts as we fade away
Sixteen
Sixteen stares
Sixteen
Sixteen stares