There's a Black Hole in the Shadow of the Pru
Everyone I've 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 that 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, I could have died with you
And Boston is the reason that 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 gonna last too long
(I know, I know, I know, Let's go)
What the fuck?
I'm drawing words from a tired heart
I'm drawing blood from a tired heart
One two, fuck you
Everyone I've 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
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 that 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, I could have died with you
And Boston is the reason that 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 gonna last too long
(I know, I know, I know, Let's go)
What the fuck?
I'm drawing words from a tired heart
I'm drawing blood from a tired heart
One two, fuck you
Everyone I've 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
Credits
Writer(s): Wesley Eisold, Tim Cossar
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