three years and one million long nights laterni shift through ashes on stanton streetnthis radiance is going invisiblenin a silent explosion and we both screamnnand all these photographs on the bedroom floornthey sit like needles in my chestnni'm lying naked in the bathtubnit's filled with stale beer and nicotine and children's fears nownnand if the walls could talk we both know nthey would laugh and screamnand oh, my darling, the room is getting coldnand how i wish i could make this bed upnnCHORUSnsleep, so desperatelynon a bed of broken bottles and regretnwe all awake so averagenunder laughing ceilings and outstanding debtnnas this house dies i watch it come to lifenas our lives become remember whensnand yes i donthere was something about growing up we coudn't get pastnwe're all just babies on the insidenlearning how to lie better every yearncalloused and numb, all drunken and dumb, so calloused and numbnnCHORUSnnthere are streets i will always call homenthere are faces i will never stop lovin'nthere are times when lives will rust and fail under repetitionnand there are always loopholesni'm bowing out and blowing kissesnnCHORUS