We weren't meant to get out of Jersey Two stops past the parkway And that old cemetery We weren't born to grow in a hurry But it rained hard in the garden state And we shot up like weeds Walking out of the red brick house Yeah I keep hearing screaming Please don't leave Like hey, where you goin'? Don't you want to talk about it Before you walk away Like hey, where you goin'? When there's still So much left to say Hollywood's a lot like the bible Both take faith and if you won't grace Then you got to believe Holding on was always a battle Even the father, son and the holy ghost Don't always agree There was always room for one of us But not enough for three So who is it gonna be To saying: Hey, where you goin'? Don't you want to talk about it Before you walk away Like hey, where you goin'? (where you goin'?) When there's still So much left to say To each other If we're broken Rather be honest than unspoken Words they can hurt but What could be worse Than that final curtain come down Like hey, where you goin'? Don't you want to talk about it Before you walk away Like hey, where you goin'? When there's still So much left Still so much left Still so much left to say