Let's meet in Old City I'l pick you up at the comic shop
You can leave your cape & truth & justice behind
The last shot of a shotgun summer in a city that never stops
And no one cares if you can read their minds

We'll sit on the pier & watch the waves roll by like lovers
We'll count the flashing lights underneath the bridge
You lost your job & you talk about getting sober
And if you don't you say it is what it is

We'll buy cigarettes & sit outside the Industry Bar
Your skin as white as smoke against the glow
You stop a waitress in a Misfits shirt, "Can I get another Budweiser"
It's getting late but you're already home

There's so much loss in you
You say you're gonna pull yourself together
But you're never gonna make it through
You're never gonna make it through
You're never gonna make it through
If you harbor pain forever

If I could love you as much as you hate yourself
Hold you tight when you want to fight yourself
I'll clean up after you & all the blood you spill
But I can't pour myself into hearts that never fill

There's so much left in you
It takes the world to hold yourself together
Saying it doesn't make it true
You're never gonna see it through
If you hold my hand I'll walk with you
You don't have to harbor pain forever