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