Another night, another year that gone
Raise your glass, I'm not home tonight
Nothings changed but everythings different
Getting cold in the bus stop light
All the days, all the time we spent,
Making plans for another life
Staring out of a backseat window
Making cuts with a plastic knife

This dirty heart still longs to beat
Back in your arms, back on your street
These open wounds you gave me
These broken bones will take me,
Crawling on through the debris
Of my dirty little heart

Another flight, still I don't belong
An empty glass still not home tonight
I look for a chance, but only find indifferance
I'm growing old in the glare of a spotlight
All those nights, all these hearts I've haunted
All the memories we shared
I wonder if this will ever be different
I wonder if they will ever be spared

This dirty heart still longs to beat
Back in your arms, back on your street
These open wounds you gave me
These broken bones will take me,
Crawling on through the debris
Of my dirty little

These open wounds you gave me
These broken bones will take me,
Crawling on through the debris
Of my dirty little heart

This dirty heart still longs to beat
Back in your arms, back on your street
These open wounds you gave me
These broken bones will take me,
Crawling on through the debris
Of my dirty, dirty

These open wounds you gave me
These broken bones will take me,
Crawling on through the debris
Of my dirty little heart