You told me on your birthday
all the things that
this place had done to you.
And in the streets you walk,
you hide your face cause
they don't believe it's true.
They say it doesn't happen that often
but it's happening right now

CHORUS:
I'm writing you this
letter to let you know
I'm not all right
and in this city
the streets are paved with hate
so you can cry yourself to sleep tonight,
and say
no there aren't enough love songs in the sky

You're counting down the days till you can say
bye bye city bye-bye
You're walking down on Union,
you see the roads
and know they're a part of you.
They say it doesnt happen that often
But it's happening right now

CHORUS:
I'm writing you a second time
to let you know
Nothing here has changed
The streets: still paved with hate
So you can cry yourself to sleep tonight

Will you look back on this night
As the day that ruined your life.
Will you look back on these city streets and say,
"Oh, God, what happened...

With these city streets I hide my face.
I turn away when you look at me.
And every night when I try and sleep,
I feel your hands all over my body.

You stripped away the street signs
and you shot out all the stop lights.
You smashed away the buildings,
what would you have left?

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