I didn't know that coast to coast relationships with ghosts were in this year.
I thought I'd made it clear that when you were here,
We danced above the streets.
You taught me how to breath,
But now that's to hard to believe.

Did you convince yourself that I don't exist, and where did you go?
Did you convince yourself that you don't exist, and where did you go?

With you away the city never looked the same,
But I guess that's what I get.
From every city, from every coast, it's what hurts the most,
But I guess that's what I get.

She didn't move from room to room,
Filling up this space is cruel and cold.
The streets don't look the same when your alone,
Like reaching out to feel,
That this is so surreal.
Your an empty church, your a mouth of smoke,
You disappear.

Did you convince yourself that I don't exist, and where did you go?
Did you convince yourself that you don't exist, and where did you go?

With you away the city never looked the same,
But I guess that's what I get.
From every city, from every coast, it's what hurts the most,
But I guess that's what I get.

And the windows burst with every word,
And my blood approves with every move.
Were spilling from our chests with every breath,
But I guess that's what I get.
Stay awake, stay away,
Your the city of angels,
I'm the city that never sleeps.
Oh.