a/b
 
I remember this intersection
Where I turned to look when I should have run
I compare it now to my whole sad life
Forget about all my friends and connections
 
I don’t understand why I pick it up
Why is this street a dead end?
 
I remember you in the beat of heart
Every corner I turn I fall apart
I could leave this town
Keep it covered in myth
Or I could scrape off the black paint I covered it with
 
I don’t understand why I pick it up
Why is this street a dead end?
 
The west has hammered out my heart
The east is breaking up in flight
I gotta come down now
I gotta come down now
 
There’s a open door in the back of the sun
There’s a place with no intersection
I compare this all with my whole sad life
Forget about all my friends and connections