I'm down and this town is a nuisance
It'll put your backbone all in ruin
With the area code of a truant
I'm fluent in the hazards of love
Feed a warrant to a billy goat
Fix the spelling on a suicide note
A get-well card from a holy ghost
To a beggar who smells like a rose
I'm down and I feel like a loner
There's a skyscraper city below her
I wanna feed my heart to a cobra
'Cause nothing ever happens to me
Like a blessing disguised as a curse
Like a sermon that's run out of words
Like a cage that can't keep any birds
I can't keep my arms around you
I'm down, I'm down, and this town is a backdrop
A back road over a roadblock
With a debutante in a tanktop
Who's telling me how to be free
Like a prayer in a personal ad
Like a knife in a broken back
Learn to love what you can't get rid of
Before it gets rid of you
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