Where Dreams Go To Die

You planned a great trip and you Packed all your things with great care You jumped in a cab he informed you you're already there You wanted to stay in a house on the hill You wanted fine wine but you settled on pills You wanted to dance got great shoes and some pants straight away The left foot the right foot the wrong mood the night by Monet You dreamed of it all but had lived with much less You just wanted more but you're clearly not blessed I'm sure you're lonely just sitting with me As your playing church bells with your hands Everyone's happy except you and me Someone shoot me right here where I stand. The emptiest eyes but your smile says someones still there Your wear all your scars just like a Scarves and you play with your hair. I asked you to talk and you stared right though me I asked for the check they had no sympathy I'm sure your hoping for somebody else There is no point to set standards so high The bar might be closing, the lights have gone out Your still waiting for some kind of sign My pride has been stolen my ego laid Bare as you sit there with some kind of grin Temptation passes with sobering gin in This place where all dreams go to die! Time won't bind there old wounds and time won't set you free