Take a walk down the boulevard, All the broken
dreams, And all the beat up cars, And it always
seems to come across that way, Come along as we
watch the street, But looking at you is like
pulling teeth, When you always hear that way
you'll say... Go! You don't know what's going on,
I've been here all too long, All the dreams all
the broken glass, Hey, I'm still in this town,
I'm walking on the broken glass, And then you
slip on top the broken glass. We're all looking
for our places, Sit and have a little wine, And
we all have dirty faces, And we all fall down to
die. Take a walk down the beaten path, Because
nothing good was meant to last, And it always
seems to come across that way, Come along as we
watch the street, But looking at you is like
pulling teeth, When you always hear that way
you'll say... Go! You don't know whats going on,
I've been here all too long, All the dreams all
the broken glass. Hey, I'm still in this town,
I'm walking on the broken glass, And then you
slip on top the broken glass. We're all looking
for our, Places sit and have a little wine, And
we all have dirty faces, And we all fall down to
die, And we all fall down to die, And we all fall
down to die, And we all fall down to die, And we
all fall down to die. We're all looking for our
places, Sit and have a little wine, And we all
have dirty faces, And we all fall down to die.
We're all looking for our places, Sit and have a
little wine, And we all have dirty faces, And we
all fall down to die. And we all fall down to
die. And we all fall down to die.