CBroadway is Gdark Ftonight
AmA little bit Gweaker than Fyou used to Cbe
CBroadway is Gdark Ftonight
See the Amyoung man Gsitting in the Fold man's bar,
Dm11waiting for his Fturn to die
You choke down all your anger,
forget your only son
You pray to statues when you sober up for fun
Your anger don't impress me,
the world slapped in your face
It always rains like hell on the Losers' Day parade
You see you'd love to run home, but you know you ain't got one,
'cause you're living in a world that you're best forgotten
when you're Amthinking of a joke,
ain't nobody's gonna listen to the Fone small point
I know they've been missing 'round Ghere
CBroadway is Gdark Fmaj7tonight
AmA little bit Gweaker than Fyou used to Cbe
AmBroadway is Gdark Ftonight
See the Amyoung man Gsitting in the Fold man's bar,
Dm11waiting for his Fturn to die
You see you'd Amlove to run home, but you know you ain't got one,
'cause you're Fliving in a world that you're best forgotten
when you're Amthinking of a joke,
ain't nobody's gonna listen to the Fone small point
I know they've been missing 'round Ghere
CBroadway is Gdark Fmaj7tonight
AmA little bit Gweaker than Fyou used to Cbe
AmBroadway is Gdark Ftonight
See the Amyoung man Gsitting in the Fold man's bar,
Dm11waiting for his Fturn to die