Ba-ba-da, ba-ba-da
Ba-ba-da, ba-ba-da-da
Ba-ba-da, ba-ba-da
Ba-ba-da, ba-ba-da-da
Left the house years ago
Here's the story of a kid and his shadow
He just didn't wanna be lonely
He started to fly, then she got sick
Pulled up and down and spun out real quick
He just didn't wanna be lonely
Pulled into a Wawa in Philly in 2000
Blue Magic coming from the speaker at the gas pump
All Jersey kids, we never learned to pump gas
So we sat there with the soundtrack
Met 'em all in the Wayne Firehouse glory days
Packed the van and spun through being cool
Man, those drive-thru years really went slow
Wawa lights in the rear view was making it
We packed the van, our time was then
That's the story 'bout kids and their shadows
We just didn't wanna be lonely
That's why I still sing
Glory to the ones who know the van, oh, oh, oh
Glory to the ones on the edge
I just don't wanna be lonely, I just don't wanna be
Think some of us need to chip away at what we don't understand
Slowly combing over it
Slowly getting under it
'Cause there's no getting over it (tough)
So we drove back from the West with our new religion, then
One-way tickets in heart and in hand
Said fuck anything in my way, this is forever now
And then just like that, everything changed (cut off the lights)
I just don't wanna be lonely, I just don't wanna be
That's the thing about loving your shadow
Years from then, I left the house
And saw her standing on a rooftop
She said: I just don't wanna be lonely (I just don't wanna be)
I said: I just don't wanna be lonely (I just don't wanna be)
She said: I just don't wanna be lonely
