i see the city from my roof scrape the sky and pass the moon i toss a brick and hit a bottle i used to have such a fire y soul now it s full of cigarette holes but scars tell better stories you just cup her under water your hope is just a dream till you mix truth and purity what a hell of a hangover you won t find me underground oh on the rooftops i ll be found well i ll spit on your fuse twist you out under my shoe you go ahead and knock it down child it s nothing new i ll just watch the buildings burn so wake me up when you feed the earth you say i sold my values yeah but you paid for the view it s just copper under water your hope is just a dream till you mix truth and purity what a hell of a hangover you won t find me underground oh on the rooftops i ll be found i see the city from my roof like a foreign land from a family room oh how i once detested its abuse now the lights all look like stars and there s solace from afar i toss the smoke and watch it tumble into the whisper of passing cars well on the rooftops i ll be found well on the rooftops i ll be found well on the rooftops looking down