"Daytrotter Sessions" EP, 2008

Children broadripple is burning
and the girls are getting sick
Of huffing glue up in the bathroom
while your boyfriends pick up chicks

And darling i'm lost
i heard you whisper
that night in fountain square
Trash-filled streets made you wish you were headed home

There was love inside the basement
where that woman used to lie
In a sleeping bag we shared
on the floor almost every night

And darling i'm [bad word] and everything i loved
has turned to stone
So pack your bags [bad word] back home

And i'm wasting
you can taste it
don't look at me that way
Cause i'll be hanging from a rope
I will haunt you like a ghost

If my woman was a fire
she's burn out before i wake
Be replaced by pints of whiskey,
cigarettes and outer space

But somebody moves
everything you thought
you had would go to [bad word] We got a lot, don't ever forget that

And i wrote this on an airplane
where the people looked like eggs
When the woman that you love is gone
She was bombing east japan

And don't [bad word]  move
because everything you
thought you had will go. [bad word] 
we got a lot. don't you dare forget that

And i'm wasting you can taste it
don't look at me that way
Cause i'll be hanging from a rope
I will haunt you like a ghost

And i'm wasting you can taste
it don't look at me that way
Cause i'll be hanging from a rope
I will haunt you like a ghost