[Verse 1] Mama thinks I’m sleeping upstairs Dad thinks I’m still playing safe But my jacket’s gone from the hallway And I’m halfway across the interstate You’re waiting underneath the streetlight Black jeans, crooked little grin Say, “You ready to get lost tonight?” Like you already know I am [Pre-Hook] We’ve spent all week behaving Doing everything just right But there’s something about midnight That brings the truth to life [Hook] Good boys go missing Somewhere after midnight Halos in the backseat Hearts under the streetlights Good boys go missing When nobody’s keeping score We spend all day being perfect Then leave perfection at the door Let them wonder where we’ve been Let them say we’ve gone too far Good boys go missing Just to find out who they are [Verse 2] Cheap motel and convenience-store coffee Your head resting against my shoulder We keep saying, “One more hour” Like neither one of us wants it over There’s another boy beside the jukebox And he keeps looking over here You laugh and tell me, “Go talk to him” Like I haven’t noticed you all year [Pre-Hook] Maybe we’re not running Maybe we’re finally getting free Maybe getting lost is easier Than being who they need us to be [Hook] Good boys go missing Somewhere after midnight Halos in the backseat Hearts under the streetlights Good boys go missing When nobody’s keeping score We spend all day being perfect Then leave perfection at the door Let them wonder where we’ve been Let them say we’ve gone too far Good boys go missing Just to find out who they are [Bridge] Here’s to every bedroom window Every lie about where we went Every boy who learned too early How exhausting innocence gets Here’s to kisses in the parking lot Hands we finally let ourselves hold Every version of us they wanted We left somewhere down that road And I don’t think I want him back [Breakdown] Phone off Tank full No map No rules Your hand In mine Good boys disappear sometimes [Final Hook] Good boys go missing But maybe we were never lost Maybe freedom looks like leaving Everything we thought we wanted Good boys go missing And come back somebody new No more trying to be perfect For people who never knew the truth Let them wonder where we’ve been Let them say we’ve gone too far Good boys go missing And finally find out who they are [Outro] Sun comes up. We drive home. Same boys? Not anymore.
