Boy Scouts Model Homes
Walking around late at night In the artificial light
I no longer want to hide
Share my secrets I just might
I might
Play pretend in model homes
Acting like this one's our own
We don't say but we both know
Deep down there's always more to show
You know
Do ya know?
Luck will find you
I swear she's open late
Praying to the sidewalk like it holds my fate Scream into the gutter so it knows my name