The postcards we've seen of the west coastnmake it seem like its so warm but its not in the real worldnWe spent three days on a greyhoundnit's funny how the grey ground turns from black to brighter greennnAnd I am the reason she is the neednwe are each other worst enemiesnyou can see it in her facennnAnd then we said it to ourselvesnour sun burns just as bright in Bostonnour nights are just as good for nothingnour girls are beautiful and graciousnour boys fight 50 years of cursesnnThe sides of this couch are worn downnbut its better then the cold groundnforsaken gravity years nfrom now we'll be so proud we took our lives and we rolled outnand got the fuck out of this town nnour sun burns just as bright in Bostonnour nights are just as good for nothingnour girls are beautiful and graciousnour boys fight 50 years of curses