The Restless Lyrics - The Matches

We were steamin' at the seams 

and the scene seemed like in dreams 

Pressed close behind the tinted glass 

as the cop's headlights scrolled past 

"I can't see a thing," 

Kelly said blushing 

as she spelled our names on the window 

of her sister's Monte Carlo 

And this is the soundtrack 

playing in back 

of our restless lives 

And though they make no sense 

these are the moments 

we'll remember for 

the rest of our restless lives 

Lyin' behind Venetian blinds 

in the depth of summertime 

hiding from the asshole sun 

copying Jon's record collection 

Bedroom reeked of death 

sweaty sheets and Sunday breath 

with ambition for ammunition 

and the pulse of a machine gun 

You see the movies that you wanna see 

right? 

And you know what you wanna be 

right? 

So choose between A, B, or C 

It's free will 

but it's still 

a recipe 

So what about the rest of us? 

What about the restless? 

Will we be restless for the rest of our lives?