Denouement Boulevard

Like a damaged rose, make the pain beautiful. I see the streetlights and the signs. We're getting close. I see the roads go from platinum concrete to rubble. look at the trash bags skipping across the street like tumble weeds. In the rear view I see the “bridge of sighs” we crossed to get here burning down. I lost you some where back there. However, I'm not fooled by this shell you left behind. I won't let your actions now, contaminate how beautiful you were when you were mine.