New London Fire Tonight
The streets are on fire in the town that you were born
and all these busy nights took shape in an awkward form.
How do you lay with him near?
She says "when it comes I just disappear.
And I feel so gross
in the middle
where my heart goes.
I'll get it right
what I'm feeling and believing
if I get home ronight."
Sun is coming up and I think of where you've been
you'd feel a little impatient if you were living in my skin.
The words just fade in my ear.
I could take it all but I'm not living when you're not here.
And I feel so cold
in the middle
where my heart goes.
I'll get it right
what I'm feeling and believing
if I get home tonight.
The look on your face
you can't take away
I'll wait for it everyday.
There's a picture I have of you in my mind
you look so perfect and the sun just burns in your eyes.
As the hours fade you remain
underneath the sweat and skin that you betray.
And I feel so gross
in the middle
where my heart goes.
I'll get it right
what I'm feeling and believing
if I get home tonight
