Boy on the bus with a startled face
Delicate hands at the difficult age
Clutching so hard at a plastic bag
A master piece in bone and rag
Inaminate ghosts on the 46
The wizened trees look like pick-up sticks
Everybody said she's a generous girl
Now they're pulling up her body from the black canal
Sweet defeat, I wanna leave the city so bad
Dog tired on my feet, I wanna leave the city so bad
Take everything we own, turn the lights off and go and never look back
You just say the word, the word
I won't say no
I don't know, but I've noticed you
Ain't been walking that way with our boy, it's true
Everywhere you look it's a burial ground
Every swirling eddy where your dreams get drowned
They get drowned
Sweet defeat, I wanna leave the city so bad
Dog tired on my feet, I wanna leave the city so bad
Take everything we own, turn the lights off and go and never look back
You just say the word, the word, the word
The word–
Word–
Word–
Sweet defeat, I wanna leave the city so bad
Dog tired on my feet, I wanna leave the city so bad
All the lonely streets, I wanna leave the city so bad
Dog tired on my feet, on my feet
I wanna leave, I wanna leave, I wanna leave and
Take everything we own
Turn the lights off and go and never look back
Never look back, everything we own
Turn the lights off and go and never look back
You just say the word, the word
You just say the word, the word
I won't say no
Boy on the bus, boy on the bus, boy on the bus
I won't say no