You're tired of waking up To that big city drum. The bustle of streets Rattle and hum. And the ones who show their colors know You're tired of playing your part. You just want someone to be there When the lights go dark. But you know the pain don't stop Once you're had enough. It sharpens its teeth And pulls off its gloves. But the hardest part to take
Is waiting for the show. Sometimes love is a bomb baby, Did you come to watch it blow? When the city's fallen quiet And everyone's inside Tucked under sheets In rooms with the night. You can feel your world just freeze And you watch it fall like snow. Sometimes love is a bomb baby, Did you come to watch it blow?