Innocence

(Is it living in the city)
(That turned your heart so small?)

I don't ask you anything
I never talk to you
So don't ask me anything
You know nothing about me
There's a hole in my chest
I swear, I throw up in my hands
I don't even care about sex no more
I wanna do things with innocence

Be thankful for the air you breathe
The roof over your head
And the light that comes in
You say "Be thankful for your friends"
Well I'm thankful for the self-doubt
In which I do nothing but fold
The same place you field with
Piss and alcohol

Not my duty to give you shelter
Not my duty to give you hope
Does living in the city mean
Your heart turns dark in smoke

It's living in the city
That turned my heart so small
It's living in the city
That turned my heart so cold
It's living in the city
That turned my heart so blue
It's living in the city
And the ambulance, is it you?

(Is it living in the city)
(That turned your heart so blue?)

Ah, some beggars beg in every language
Mourn for your death in every language
And with the end of day live stream
Tried the best parts of themselves
So I don't make suggestions, no
Even when I know
What you should say
Where you should stop
Where do I? What you've been looking for

And there's the guilt of course
'Cause I was raised catholic
And it teach you it's bad form to think
Man is a piece of shit
Die, die, die of safety
Am I just falling to despair?
And then how will you console me?
You can't even console yourself

It's living in the city
That turned my heart so small
It's living in the city
That turned my heart so cold
It's living in the city
That turned my heart so blue
It's living in the city
And the ambulance, is it you?

(Is it living in the city)
(Is it living in the city)
(That turned your heart so blue?)

It's living in the city
(Is it living in the city)
(That turned your heart so blue?)
It's living in the city
(Is it living in the city)
(Is it living in the city)