johnnyvonbondie

Dear Chicago,
You'll never guess
You know the girl you said I'd meet some day?
Well, I've got something to confess.
She picked me up on Friday.
Asked me if she reminded me of you.
I just laughed and lit a cigarette,
Said "that's impossible to do."
My life's gotten simple since.
But it fluctuates so much.
Happy and sad and back again.
I'm not crying out to much.
Think about you all the time.
It's strange and hard to deal.
Think about you lying there.
Those blankets lie so still.
Nothing moves out here in the cold.
Nothing breathes or even smiles.
I've been thinking some of suicide.
There's bars out here for miles.
Sorry about the every kiss.
Every kiss you wasted bad.
I think the thing you said was true,
I'm going to die alone and sad.
The wind's feeling real these days.
Baby, it hurt's me some.
Never thought I'd feel so blue.
New York City, you're almost gone.
I think that I've fallen out of love
I think that I've fallen out of love,
I think that I've fallen out of love,
. . . with you.


dear chicago - ryan adams

14 days...

jesse