Carrie looks injured and the Habs are in ruins
The only team we beat are the Soft Boston Bruins
Defense-men are fragile, and forwards are goons
Even at Hurley's, they're playing sad tunes
The wedding is over
The magic is dead
Ghosts of the forum, are watching movies instead
I looked for some courage
I cowered instead
I fell to my knees and crawled back to bed
I always let you down
You watch me drown
'Cause it's the talk of the town
The Habs traded Subin
Now he's in Tennessee
Picked up my guitar and slid the Capo to sea
The city's corrupt
My singing's out of key
Expectations are shattered
There's nothing to be
I always let you down
You watch me drown
'Cause it's the talk of town
I always let you down
You watch me drown
'Cause it the talk of town
'Cause it's the talk of the town
