The Gaslight Anthem Follow

If I Could Write, I'd Tell You How Much I've Missed These Nights
Where We, Dig Around The bones, And Try to Find Peace
And A Patch For The Hole
I Lit A Cigarette On A Parking Meter
The Corner Boys Told Her How I Was Dyin To Meet Her
Like A Prayer I Said, On Deadman's
And Drove Up Like A Parade

You Wear Your High Top Sneakers
And Your Sailor Tattoos And Your
Ole' 55 That You Drove Through The Roof Of The Sky Up Above
These Indifferent Stars While You Just
Kept Coming Apart, Straight In My Arms

And I Miss It Sometimes, Shakin Like A Leaf
On The Corner Of Vine
But I Heard Its Alright,
The Radio Spoke To A Good Friend Of Mine.
And I Can Feel It Comin Up As The Night Is Gettin Warmer,
I Saw You Summer Dresses Hangin On The Back Of Lawn,
Like A Dream I Remember From An Easier Time,
With The Top Rolled Down, On A Saturday Night

You Wear Your High Top Sneakers
And Your Sailor Tattoos And Your
Ole' 55 That You Drove Through The Roof Of The Sky Up Above
These Indifferent Stars While You Just
Kept Coming Apart, Right In My Arms, Right In My Arms

And I Always Dreamed Of Classic Cars And Movie Screens
And Trying To Find Someway To Be Redeemed.

You Wear Your High Top Sneakers
And Your Sailor Tattoos And Your
Ole' 55 That You Drove Through The Roof Of The Sky Up Above
These Indifferent Stars While You Just
Kept Coming Apart, Right In My Arms