Typical morning, suburban town
Waking up to a familiar sound
Father complainin' about the company rules
Makes sure the kids aren't late for school
Behind the brave face, mother holds the fear
Looks for the answers in the pages of the new idea
She knows his secrets, where it is he goes
She'll wait for the children to come home
We're gonna leave in the morning
This is no accident, everything was planned
Nobody ever really tried to understand
But were never gonna leave this suburban town
Typical evening, suburban town
Going to sleep to a familiar sound
Father complainin' about the company rules
Mother isn't here anymore
And the kids are always late for school
We're never gonna leave here