Letras

My city's still breathing
But barely, it's true
Through buildings gone missing like teeth
The sidewalks are watching me think about you
Sparkled with broken glass
I'm back with scars to show
Back with the streets I know
Will never take me anywhere but here
The stain in the carpet
This drink in my hand
The strangers whose faces I know
We meet here for our dress rehearsal to say
I wanted it this way
Wait for the year to drown
Spring forward, fall back down
I'm trying not to wonder where you are
All this time
Lingers, undefined
Someone choose
Who's left and who's leaving
Memory will rust and erode into lists
Of all that you gave me
A blanket, some matches
This pain in my chest
The best parts of lonely
Duct-tape and soldered wires
New words for old desires
And every birthday card I threw away
I wait in four-four time
Count yellow highway lines
That you're relying on to lead you home
That you're relying on to lead you home
That you're relying on to lead you home
Written by: Jason Tait, John K. Samson, John Sutton, Stephen Carroll
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