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