Sitting on a cold wall I can feel the wind penetrate this thin blue coat
Just enough to give me comfort that I so very need just enough to keep my mind warm
I breathe
I want to scream
I want to bleed these last few weeks
I wish that I was home
The comfort of that place just seems so far from here
I wish that I had you
We could be just anywhere and I'd still have you near
I'd still have you here
Sitting on a hard floor I can smell the smoke coming from your thin black lungs
Reminds me why I hate this city and the people in between
Reminds me why I slept in the back seat
I breathe
I want to scream
I want to bleed these last few weeks
I wish that I was home
The comfort of that place just seems so far from here
I wish that I had you
We could be just anywhere and I'd still have you near
I'd still have you here
