When you lost, when you lost your situation
Every day was free for one last drink
There was smoke from unintended education

No tricks could fix your kitchen sink

Iâ??m no stranger standing in the cross hairs of your lazy eyes

Little by little demons reconvene
Soles of your ruby slippers wear out from nightlife
Candles burn the matching five-piece queen


What happened to days when we listened to Petty on a street bench?
We vowed our love would shield us from the Fall

When you lost your situation gypsies went home sick
Cuts were deep; I doubted I could mend them all
Itâ??s not that easy,itâ??s not that easy

Itâ??s not that easy to put yourself on speed dial
Our hearts grew silent like prisoners of war
Weâ??re only blind-eyed souls

Surrounded by mile-high walls
Where no one knew what all this wall was for


Thereâ??s a haze from these wild fires
I long for days when it will all be clear
Take my hand. Iâ??m walking to Dreamland

The Blue Line no longer gets there from here

When you lost, when you lost your situation

Wallets died from exit wounds battling with your style
Nights turned colder after I met you at the mean streak
It took a dead end to go the extra mile

Itâ??s not that easy, itâ??s not that easy
Itâ??s not that easy not knowing what to feel
I will search for the corpse of a dream that washed downstream

On the bridge weâ??ll beg forgiveness bathed in new light
While demons plan their sleep around which pockets theyâ??ll pick clean