I sing a sad song
Beneath the orange moon
The city seems so sweet at rest
All the bad songs, lonely in the jukebox
Broken records are forgotten and depressed
Here I stand now, on these steel steps
Take a gamble, it's a better bet
I wanna steal, whatever's left
I live in chaos so I don't feel regret
The bar is closing and we're headed home
She spoke about some things I've never known
She showed me more to life than getting stoned
And drinking too much for too many years
Too many years alone
I sing a sad song
Beneath the orange moon
The city seems so sweet at rest
All the bad songs, lonely in the jukebox
Broken records are forgotten and depressed