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