Network
How the hell did we lose sight of us again?
Sobbing with your head in your hands
Ain't that the way shit always ends
You were standing hollow-eyed in the hallway
Carnations you had thought were roses, That's us
I feel you, no matter what, The rubies that I gave up
And I lost you
The one I was dancing with in New York
No shoes
Looked up at the sky and it was maroon
