le début de la fin if i go all alone to the north then baby we will know that the will over every heart is to break & break & break & break & break
in the summer when we decided to be lovers, my mama was a shell in the sheets & my daddy was a young man unraveling in front of me
there were days when you were my only hope on my breaks call you crying on the phone make me laugh & know it ain’t no sin to try & start my day all over again
if you come all the way to the north then maybe we’re ignoring what is wrong but every time i ask you swear to me baby it was this city all along