Everyone I ever loved

Went down in history...

The blue eyes came

The brown eyes left...

And the rest is misery

Dreams are trash

On the side of the road

All starry eyed - tongue all tied

There's something you should know

I could have died with you

And Boston is the reason

I'm feeling so blue - damn you

City lights and colder nights

I'm innocent (minus the fights)

Praying out loud for a winter of quiet

Friday nights are killing me

I fall asleep - pen in hand

There's something you should know

I could have died with you

And Boston is the reason

I'm feeling so blue

Cities aren't a way to cure a disease

And I don't even know

Why you listen to me

A razor wristed kid

Looking forward to ends

If love was a bridge

You'd be the one in the fens

"All the kids are fucking dead"

I write "with love and a gun to my head"

these days aren't going to last too long

(i know - i know - i know)

I'm drawing words from a tired heart

I'm drawing blood from a tired heart