There's memorabilia of a past life in this room
The shadow of new solitude
Of needing to just breathe next to you
I'll take my space in tune until someone busts me out
Put something bitter in my mouth
As we make haste to spread the blame around
Why we lay roots in different towns
Finally numb enough to go outside
Finally numb enough to go outside
There's nothing dangerous about this place anymore
Just well-lit vintage clothing stores
A life that your neighbors can't afford
Find something bigger if the small one fits you fine
A city running out of time
But you've abandoned all your picket signs
But the JMZ still runs on time
Man, we don't use the word gentrify
And they all did it, so why can't I?
Finally numb enough to go outside
Finally numb enough to go outside
Quiet on the phone is just quiet all the time
Is that what you want?
Get into a fight in your sublet every night.
Finally numb enough, still not having fun
Still not growing up, still not up to snuff
Saw you in a room, oh how I've missed you
Cry when you see me, love you Andy
Wrap you in a hug, rush through catching up
Squeeze your little hand, stay here with my band
Move to Ridgewood, Queens so you can be with me
The sunlight hits my cheek, and I'm ripped from the dream