I was checked in by 4, put the sign on the door Looked out the window of the 17th floor Talked to the city, that knows me by name And all the bad things
She dreams about the girl she used to be She dreams about someone else underneath the sheets Well you can fly off to London with a coke and a smile But
I spend a lot on all the clothes that I got 'Cuz all the geeks that I meet, they all look cooler than me But what to do when they're all looking at you
You walked into the bathroom To wash your troubles away You always seem to go in there About 20 times a day I dropped you off at your therapist Where
I'll get the door Mrs. Jackson I'll get the press and reporters too I'll wait outside your heart You're not a throw-away film star There's something
She got the #27 Taken off her license plate 'cause that was my basketball number Back when we started to date And I know, it's better to be unfaithful
Did you ever hear this one About the one that got away She snuck right out the back door It was on the news today I was fishing for a hit song When you
September '57 It was a really strange year That's when I met heaven And all the smoke came clear I couldn't see it coming I was a very dumb kid Nobody
Turn the TV off, put down the cosmopolitan I'd like to think that I'm not asking a lot Oh my god, this static is bad for my complexion This town has turned
I guess I met the Devil But I sure didn't know no better You were cool as hell like e-mail But still timeless like a letter As I sit and I stare at the
Don't ask me, I just crawled in here on my hands and knees I can't see, from the fog on my glasses and sweating to death from the heat It's alright, I
You traded all your tears so I could see a happy face You sat alone and read the writing on the wall You broke your heart and banged your cool up as you
