The City And The Ghost

Tonight I need the bright lights,
Still got her face on my mind.
Heading where the talk is cheap
and I'm dressed to a "t" so they won't notice me.

It's warm for October
and I've got the windows down.
The skyline whispers her promises,
the same lie each night.

But I force myself to believe...

And I swore it'd be different but how could it be?
What I came to escape is right here inside of me.

The city's a desert
with photographic stars.
Each pretty face is just a mirage,
and my mouth's full of sand again.

But I force myself to believe,
across the river's the cure for what's sick inside of me.

And I swore it'd be different but how could it be?
What I came to escape is right here inside of me.
And I swore it'd be different but how could it be?
What I came to escape is right here inside of me.

I look in the mirror past the buildings,the sky's getting light.
Another piece of my innocence is the admission I paid there tonight.
Slow down past her exit though it makes me sick, and I imagine her saying,
"You're better than this... you're better than this."

And I swore it'd be different but how could it be?
What I came here to escape is right here inside of me.
And I swore it'd be different but how could it be?
What I came to escape is right here inside of me.
Woah-woah
And I swore it'd be different.