where is home streets are home i walk them time and time again and each time i am alone where is she visions of her asleep visions of her and him together living by the sea but please don t drown or let him hold you down with the waves above your head and please don t sleep yourself into a dream i stay beneath your bed but don t go please a cold breeze pulling teeth pissed off and nosebleeds stay here just for the weekend see friends later i wish that i could hate her but they re just the words that i sold to you maybe girl we could grow old but the shower is cold and i m sour souled and darker than the black knight this age is old