Sleater-Kinney

Kenny and Linda on the way to Chelan
Transmission's shot, no back up plan
Will they hitch a ride?
Or get into a fight?
Moved to the West Coast
Packed up their things
The winters are gray
Now so are the dreams
They tried, to make it all right
All our little wishes have gone dry
Made it to the water, waded in the lies
When we felt the heat
Couldn't turn it into fire
Too caught up in our own desires
Said "I Do" in the month of May
said "I Don't" just the very next day
Will they try again?
Or is it doom for them?
Moved to a city
Where hippies run wild
Everything's white
Now so are the smiles
They tried, to fight the good fight
We're spilt right in half
It's making me crazy
A two-headed brat
Tied to the other for life
It's a family feud
The Red and the Blue now
It's Truth against Truth
I'll see you in hell, I don't mind