I was walking under concrete railroad skies
When I saw you leaving on that train
It opened my eyes, uh huh
If I hadn't thought of doing what I'd done before
You might never left a trail of teardrops
Out the front door, uh huh
You're on the streets again
I need a second
To get a second wind
I need a second
To draw you back again
I need a second
To tell you all my sins, uh huh
I'm a massacre trapped in a suit and tie
I've got nothing up above or below
I'm out of my mind, uh huh
You're on the streets again
I need a second
To get a second wind
I need a second
To draw you back again
I need a second
To tell you all my sins, uh huh
To tell you all my sins, uh huh