Good morning heartache you're like an old friend come and see me again
Look up you're in Cleveland again a solid line that never ends I've got stories that you'll never believe and I know it I wear it I wear it on my sleeve
There must be somethin' about you that I liked but right here in the rain you know it just don't seem right I always go out I never hide but in Cleveland I should have stayed inside
Testify my love for you and I know it runs deep through your body too from the cold blacktop to the hot concrete the old tan van it ain't so sweet
Somewhere in America in the city at night we were far from home but you know it was gonna be alright
The unfortunate get prayed on by vultures eyes 86 cents in these pockets of mine You can take my money, you can take my time But you can't take my heart, it's in the city behind
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