Nana Grizol - Broken cityscapes

^GPushing forward, ^Dhighway miles are ^Amcheaper than in ^Dtown If you ^Gleft something be^Dhind, well, try your ^Ambest not to let it ^Dget you down The ^Amcity's full of ^Dbullshit, I don't ^Amsleep there any^Dmore I don't ^Amwant its schmoozy ^Deagerness, I don't ^Amwant to be its ^Dwhore

Oh but ^Gwe, we are so ^Dawestruck by the ^Amway that things just ^Dare Like how the ^Gsun shines 'till it's ^Dnighttime We fall a^Amsleep to the sound of ^Dpassing cars

It's that ^Amsinking sunken ^Dfeeling That you ^Amget on the roofs of tall ^Dbuildings Staring ^Amout over the ^Dbay or ^Ambroken cityscapes that make you ^Dcry And it's not ^Amsad, it's just you don't know how to begin to ask ^Dwhy

^GJust a few more ^Dcigarettes and ^AmI'll come back in^Dside And do you ^Gever get the ^Dfeeling Something ^Amsomewhere in you is ^Dstill alive And saying &^Amquot;Oh and it^D's a big life^Am, as big as it^D can be And if you ^Amcannot see the ^Dbeauty, well don't give ^Amup so ^Deasily" And it's a ^Gweak-kneed conver^Dsation telling ^Amyour new reve^Dlation To a ^Gchoir of a ^Dmore cynical ^Amnature

Being your ^Amego and your ^Did The part that ^Amswears to you you'll never want ^Dkids The part that ^Amdrinks away each ^Dnight And in the ^Ammorning wakes at ten and goes to ^Dwork

So ^Glet's not be so ^Dbitter ^Amat least not just ^Dyet I keep mea^Gning to say every^Dthing's okay Well how pre^Amsumptuous is ^Dthat?

And ^Amsure we all get hurt ^Dsometimes And ^Amsure we all feel a^Dshamed But if our ^Amfriends can't help us ^Dthrough these things I don't ^Amknow what friendship ^Dmeans And I don't ^Amknow just what it is I'm trying to ^Dsay ^G