Expectations Prom Queen, Miss America In the backseat in a pair of cuffs Never be Miss America Baby, innocence one day gonna be decadence Sixteen, little runaway From the Five-O and you got away

When we were outlaws Outlaws, when we were forever young We're outlaws of redemption, baby We destroyed suburbia I'll plead my innocence Life after youth Faded in twilight The dawn of a criminal in bloom

Tell me, baby, what's your story And where you wanna go this time? Where you come from Tell me, lover, are you lonely? The thing we need is Never all that hard to find You're so lovely, are you lonely? Giving up on the innocence you left behind They come