Streets are filled with broken glass
You get buried by the past
Give me just a little taste
Lay this mess to waste
Take me home
And every little thing about this tells me
Nothing out there is ever gonna help me
All these words that I hear spoken just promises broken now
From the Hotel Satellite
Don't look like you're living right
Here's a deal you can't refuse
You ain't got as much to lose
Can you tell your troubles to
Someone who won't laugh at you
And as I watch you walk away
Hope a part of you would stay
It's all right
And every little thing about this tells me
Nothing out there is ever gonna help me
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