Chelsea
I never go to New York City these daysSomething about the buildings in Chelsea just kills me
Maybe in a month or two,Maybe when things are different for me,Maybe when things are different for you
You know all of this shit just sticks in my headIs there anything different these days?The light in her eyes goes outI never had light in my eyes anywayMaybe things are different these days
It’s good for everybody to hurt somebody once in a whileThe things I do to people I love shouldn’t be allowed
Something about the buildings in Chelsea just kills meSomething about the buildings in Chelsea just kills meIs there anything different these days?The light in her eyes goes out,I never had light in my eyes anywayMaybe things are different these days
I dream I’m in New York City some nights.Angels flow down from all the buildingsSomething about an angel just kills meI keep hoping something will
Is there anything different these days?The light in her eyes goes out,I never had light in my eyes anyway
Maybe things are, maybe maybe maybeMaybe things are, maybe maybe maybe maybe things are different,Maybe things are different these days
The light goes outI never had light in my eyes anywayMaybe things are different these days.