“Never Going Back To OK” – The Afters
It’s not the end, but it feels like it is.
I’m waking up like I’m back from the dead.
I’m stepping out, and I feel so afraid.
But as long as I’m moving it’s all right.
I feel alive, and it hurts for a change.
No looking back.
It’s hard to believe that I was cool.
With the days that I wasted.
Complacent and tasteless and bored.
But that was yesterday.
We’re never going back to OK (OK).
We’re never going back to easy.
We’re never going back to the way it was.
We’re never going back to OK.
This discontent – like a slap in the face.
Of mediocre – I’ve had enough of this place.
This party’s over, and I’m moving away.
From the frills of your Beverly Hills.
That was yesterday.
We’re never going back to OK (OK).
We’re never going back to easy.
We’re never going back to the way it was.
We’re never going back to OK.
We’re here to stay.
This is our time.
Our only life.
Our chance to live.
We’re never going back to OK (OK).
We’re never going back to easy.
We’re never going back to the way it was.
We’re never going back to OK.