City Lies

Dirty needles and bullet holes

Line the alleys that she wrote about

And all these people fill the streets

All their souls sit in the lost and found

And he had to think twice about if he'd take his car and go back home

Cause the city did him wrong and it left him laying out in the cold

Police tape lines and the children are crying they don't grow old

And the traffic sign told me about these city's lies I was told

I was getting restless but this city never seems to sleep