[Verse 1] Sad in the city Call it blue York Heart on the subway Missed my stop, of course Crying in crosswalks Signals say “walk on” I keep dragging my doubts Down every dead-end dawn [Chorus] I’m getting bitter at being blue Still kinda smiling, it’s what I do Call it teartown theraptherapy Laugh-track tragedy Coming to terms in a one-room view I’m getting better at being bruised Soft on the surface, scar tissue truth Call it downtown dealing Heavy-hearted healing Sad, but I’m signing the truce [Verse 2] Coffee’s a memory Cup full of steam Sip on the silence Scroll through a dream Billboard of “better” Sale on escape I buy a small moment Pay with mistakes [Bridge] Graffiti says “hope” Tagging the train Spray-paint promise On rust and rain If pain’s a payment I’ve overpaid Guess all this aching Keeps me awake [Chorus] I’m getting bitter at being blue Still kinda smiling, it’s what I do Call it tier-town therapy Laugh-track tragedy Coming to terms in a one-room view I’m getting better at being bruised Soft on the surface, scar tissue truth Call it downtown dealing Heavy-hearted healing Sad, but I’m signing the truce
