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I can't live in this city |
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But I was born here |
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And I know all these people |
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Where they went to high school |
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Where they got their angle |
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Here they waited tables |
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Still call me brother |
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Like Cain and Abel |
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There, see all those old men |
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How'd they get so swollen? |
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I got so many broke friends |
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Who say I owe them |
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From when we were children |
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How did it happen? |
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Where is it going? |
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Is that your question, man? |
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Where is it all your frustration lie? |
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Why are you pulling out your hair at night? |
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Just try and have a good time |
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All the rest aside |
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You're still one of my kind |
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I can't think in this city |
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But I remember |
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I know every story that it ever told me |
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Well, I got the blueprint |
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To create my own myth |
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That's what made it tragic |
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Like a summer snowdrift |
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Yeah, going to call my first love |
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Meet her at the new club |
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Tell her all that I've done |
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Finally be forgiven |
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And get good and drunk |
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Like it feels you're young |
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There are things against us |
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But I will fight tooth and nail |
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Stand in the sickening sunshine |
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After staying out all night |
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And maybe it's the good life |
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All the rest aside |
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The rest aside |
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The rest aside |
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You're still one of my kind |
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I can't live in this city |
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But I'll probably die here |
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Maybe that's how you feel |
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Like a poisoned cornfield |
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Like a best friend backstabbed |
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An abandoned train track |
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Forever in one straight line |
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Are you one of my kind? |
