behind the trees
on the second new highway
i watched her leave
i watch my strengh go
but this is my own fault
i should have closed the vault
to my own mind
i should have stayed in line
cause nothings a mystery
when nothing is mysterious
and nothing could ever leave me now

this is my own stepping stone
and i won't slip off the edge
cause nothing could ever change me now

up on the hill, behind the mall
up on the hill, this is my final call
i want to hear the noise
but only with the right ears
i want to be complete
but only with the right puzzle piece
cause nothing's a mystery
when nothing is mysterious
and nothing could ever leave me now

this is my own stepping stone
and i won't slip off the edge
cause nothing could ever change me now

(chorus)
vocals and guitar by dan snazelle