Future

say goodbye to the future of this town
say hello to the mrs. who's been sleeping around
i know we've been living out of ourselves
cold blood is courage now

i'm waking up to the sounds of a carnival
while the saints are forgiving the whole world
there's a cold in new england that's stuck in my bones
that says i'm never going to make it home

die on us in sunday dresses
cigarettes make the biggest messes