cities and love both relentless and gray i bawled my eyes out three times yesterday for european strangers and their lunchtime trade i m a mess for love i m dirty from the city i ve been looking around to find warmth in the shitty glares that they give you when they re sooooooo busy living when they re sooooooo busy living i ve made up my mind my mind s always changing i ve been spending my time just rearranging for all the changes i go through all the miles to drive all the waves that i float through all the watchful eyes all the tunes to pull notes through all the names to file well i would go hungry and meek if love were left to the weak i would go hungry and meek if loooooooove i ve got socks stuffed with numbers my head stuffed with you the bite on your neck was the least i could do my eyes are like water my ears are like tires my legs are like books they spread like fire if there s one thing for sure it s you are who you know so let s check in our passports let s check in our passports let s check in our passports let s check in our passports let s check in our passports and see where there s left to go see where there s left to go see where there s left to go see where there s left to go see where there s left to go 