you told me on your birthday all the things that this place had done to you and in the streets you walk you hide your face cause they don t believe it s true they say it doesn t happen that often but it s happening right now i m writing you this letter to let you know i m not alright and in this city so you can cry yourself to sleep tonight and say no there aren t enough love songs in the sky you counted down the days til you could say bye bye city bye bye you re walking down on union you see the roads and know they re a part of you they say it doesn t happen that often but it s happening right now i m writing you a second time to let you know nothing here has changed so you can cry yourself to sleep tonight  will you look back on this night as the day that ruined your life will you look back on these city streets and say oh god where are you in these city streets i hide my face i turn away when you look at me and every night when i try to sleep i feel your hands all over my body you stripped away the street signs and you shot out all the stop lights you smashed away the buildings what would you have left 