We weren't meant to get out of Jersey
Two stops past the parkway
And that old cemetery

We weren't born to grow in a hurry
But it rained hard in the garden state
And we shot up like weeds
Walking out of the red brick house
Yeah, I keep hearing screaming
Please don't leave

Like "hey, where you going?
Don't you want to talk about it
Before you walk away"
Like "hey, where you going?
When there's still
So much left to say"

Hollywood's a lot like the bible
Both take faith and if you won't grace
Then you got to believe

Holding on was always a battle
Even the father, son and the holy ghost
Don't always agree
There was always room for one of us
But not enough for three
So who is it gonna be

To saying: "Hey, where you going?
Don't you want to talk about it
Before you walk away"
Like "hey, where you going? (where you going?)
When there's still
So much left to say
To each other
If we're broken
Rather be honest than unspoken
Words they can hurt but
What could be worse
Than that final curtain come down"

Like "hey, where you going?
Don't you want to talk about it
Before you walk away"
Like "hey, where you going?
When there's still
So much left
Still so much left
Still so much left to say"