Lookin' Back At The Crash Site

I Don't See Me By The Roadside

Well This Heart Is On Wheels Tonight

Straight Through The Ghettos

And Without Lights

Now Every Heart Has A Blind Side

Where It Learns How To Improvise

Well This Place Is A Whorehouse Tonight

Cheaper Lovers Make Expensive Wives



But All Of These Horses

That You Chase Around

In The End They Are The Ones

That Always Bring You Down

This Invisible City

Where No One Sees Nothing

We're Touching Faces In The Dark

Feelin' Pretty Is So Hard



Now All Of These Voices

And All Of These Noises

With All Their Illusions Of Choices

They've Come To My Door

With One Dozen Roses

The Imitation Of Good Faith

Is How You Stumble Upon Hate

It May Have Been The First Of Mistakes

When We Held On Too Loosely

Then Opened The Gates



But All Of These Horses

That You Chase Around

In The End They Are The Ones

That Always Bring You Down

This Invisible City

Where No One Sees Nothing

We're Touching Faces In The Dark

Feelin' Pretty Is So Hard



Now I Try Not To Tell Lies

But There's Pressures From Inside

So I've Learned How To Compromise

Good People For Alibis



But All Of These Horses

That You Chase Around

In The End They Are The Ones

That Always Bring You Down

This Invisible City

Where No One Sees Nothing

We're Touching Faces In The Dark

Feelin' Pretty Is So Hard