We're barely breathing but we drink it up lately Fell on the floor but somehow look amazing Rooftops and side walks our docs are gracing These streets were made for speeding keep us dreaming about tomorrow This cigarette won't light itself And I know you got three packs of matches And you're the only boy who knows I need help When I am alone and I'm hunting For some pain or affection I don't know how to explain it But I'm detecting depression and it's so hard to say it Express it in scratches it drips on the sleeve of my jacket I know you're worried but I wouldn't have it any other way I'm feeling sane again but I can't stop craving A what piece of bad night life getting wasted A stolen pack of the blues a parking lot a party soon Rolled up worn out but we're alright We stopped reading the street signs And I won't let you roll home when it's closing time And you're reacting to my batting lashes holding hands in LA traffic Battle scars don't call me tragic Or let me go And the sorrows old I just covered the tracks A flick of a match a bottle for that I've hated myself and she's hated me back This ciggarete won't light itself And I know you got three packs of matches And you're the only boy who knows I need help When I am alone and I'm hunting For some pain or affection I don't know how to explain it But I'm detecting depression and it's so hard To say it