Dirty Little Heart
Another night, another year that’s gone
“Raise your glass!”, I’m not home tonight
Nothings changed, but everything is different
Getting cold in the bus stop light
All the days, all the times we spent
Making plans for another life
Staring out of a back-seat window
Making cuts with a plastic knife
This dirty heart still longs to beat
Back in your arms, back on your streets
These open wounds you gave me
These broken bones will take me
Crawling on through the debris of my dirty little heart
Another flight, still I don’t belong
An empty glass, still not home tonight
I look for change, but only find indifference
I’m growing old in the glare of a spotlight
All those nights, all these hearts I’ve haunted
All the memories that we shared
I wonder if this will ever be different
I wonder if they will ever be spared
This dirty heart still longs to beat
Back in your arms, back on your streets
These open wounds you gave me
These broken bones will take me
Crawling on through the debris of my dirty little
These open wounds you gave me
These broken bones will take me
Crawling on through the debris of my dirty little heart
This dirty heart still longs to beat
Back in your arms, back on your streets
These open wounds you gave me
These broken bones will take me
Crawling on through the debris of my dirty dirty
These open wounds you gave me
These broken bones will take me
Crawling on through the debris of my dirty little heart
