You're tired of waking up

To that big city drum.

The bustle of streets

Rattle and hum.

And the ones who show their colors know

You're tired of playing your part.

You just want someone to be there

When the lights go dark.



But you know the pain don't stop

Once you're had enough.

It sharpens its teeth

And pulls off its gloves.

But the hardest part to take

Is waiting for the show.

Sometimes love is a bomb baby,

Did you come to watch it blow?



When the city's fallen quiet

And everyone's inside

Tucked under sheets

In rooms with the night.

You can feel your world just freeze

And you watch it fall like snow.

Sometimes love is a bomb baby,

Did you come to watch it blow?