I’ve learned to sleep with broken bones
point the way I’m sure someone will follow
so I throw fuel on the fire friend
so I throw fuel on the fire
four in the morning
ashtrays overflowing with my wasted time
draw a picture
try to find a place to go
fantasy world
a tangled moment
constant conversation bringing me down
knew you
hold me
will you
promise me
always tell where we go
point the way I’m sure we’ll follow
street signs lie they don’t know the way
I’ll close your eyes for you