Fifth and Natoma - The American Scene

A dryer winter than we’re used to

Provided ample things to lose

Cold air, cloudy eyes, burning lungs, midnight sky

Alone but unsure why

I tried so hard not to hurt you

But the best laid plans are still just that

And it doesn’t matter where I left you

This empty place is still where we’re at

And I hope you hear me now

I never said I’d never let you down

And I hope you come around

But if you don’t then I won’t make a sound

If I stayed trapped inside your

Makeshift jail cell eyes well,

I might have made a little mess of myself

I might have made it out alive but in poorer health

You still walk these streets with me

To the liquor store to erase everything

And I hope you hear me now

I never said I’d never let you down

And I hope you come around

But if you don’t then I won’t make a sound

And I know that I’ll want you back

But I won’t get away with that

And I know that I’ll want you back

But you don’t know where we fell off at

And I hope you hear me now

I never said I’d never let you down

And I hope you come around

But if you don’t then I won’t make a sound