

We slipped behind the counter late that night Grabbed the till from
Jerry's Dairy Queen stash
Pockets full of crumpled bills and change Hit the road with hearts
beating fast
(yeah) Driving circles round this sleepy town Thinking
every headlight's on our tail
Jerry's money burning holes in our jeans Gotta get it back before
we fail (ooh) Headlights in the mirror make us swerve Paranoid whispers
fill the car
Circling blocks like we own the night But the guilt is hitting
way too hard (haha)
Sneak back through the alley under cover of dark Slide the cash
right under that door
No more running from our own mistakes Time to settle up and
settle the score
Driving circles round this sleepy town Thinking
every headlight's on our tail
Jerry's money burning holes in our jeans Gotta get it back before
we fail
(ooh) Back where it belongs under the neon sign We disappear into
the night