Dorothy Dreams of Tornados

You said we'd leave next year Each year for thirteen years Each year, it gets harder to hear It's getting harder now just to stay in love And now our roots grow deep Beneath these barren streets I have the darkest dreams The city's pipes and wires Went through our nerves and veins And those nights, after a double shift, I feel it The test plans you never dared to live They used to light up your eyes Those bulbs have long burned out Let a tornado tear through Let it tear straight through our roof And let the rain pour in I'll scream, "Babe, this is it!" We'll leave the house in ruins If we escape right now, we just might make it out This city, this city's killing us This city, this city's killing us This city, this city's killing us It's killing us It's killing us This city, this city's killing us This city, this city's killing us This city, this city's killing us It's killing us It's killing us It's killing us