Dying in New Brunswick (Demo)

You told me on your birthday all the things that this place had done to you

And in the streets you walk

You hide your face because they don't believe that it's true

They say it doesn't happen that often

But it's happening right now

I'm writing you this letter to let you know I'm not alright

And in this city the streets are paved with hate

And you cry yourself to sleep tonight

And say "no, there aren't enough love songs in the sky."

You counted down the days till you could say "Bye-bye, city, bye-bye"

You're walking down on Union

You see the roads and know they're apart of you

They say it doesn't happen that often

But it's happening right now

I'm writing you a second time

To let you know nothing here has changed

The streets are still paved with hate

So you can cry yourself to sleep tonight

Will you look back on this night

As the day that ruined your life

Will you look back on these city streets and say

"Oh, God, where are you?"

In these city streets I hide my face

I turn away when you look at me

And every night when I try and sleep

I feel your hands all over my body

You stripped away the street signs and shot out all the stop lights

If you smashed away all the building what would you have left?