The Cla**ic Crime - City of Orphans lyrics

Jenny left from Idaho and made her home in Capitol Hill In a 300 square foot studio above a coffee shop near the Broadway Grill And every night she walks the block to trade in her time for cheap thrills And everyone she meets is cool But just out of reach and it k**s She used to spend her nights by firelight and singing to the stars Now shes ours Now shes ours Kevin left from Denver where the air is thin and people are nice And he traded it for sea level, for misty rain, what a bitter compromise For now he felt like he belonged to those who understood him But he sold his soul to fight right in and he watched his friends desert him He used to spend his nights by candlelight and drinking wine to vinyl Now hes ours Now shes ours Its a city of orphans Who had nowhere to go So they cashed in their dreams Headed northwest to the sea And they called it their home But most dont belong here Were all running away And well drain you dry of all semblance of life We dont give we just take, take, take But this city has no Bible Theres no meaning you can use Were all desperately searching for truth Were a city of orphans Who had no place to go So we cashed in our dreams Filled our gla**es with Beam And our bodies with smoke And we spend every weeknight Trading pints at the Streamline And we talk about truth And we talk about love but we wake up to lies, lies, lies Its a city of orphans Where did our fathers go We stumble around in the bad part of town at the end of our rope But there are no answers On the tables of oak If God could just hear us We think that Hes near But He left long ago Were a city of orphans What do we do ourselves? We take all the good and the heaven around us and turn it to hell We take all the good and the heaven around us and turn it to hell We take all the good and the heaven around us and turn it to hell Jenny left from Idaho and made her home in Capitol Hill