Chinatown

candle is blue could see me through but I'm color blind

they tell me it's blue and I'm a believer that's why I'm blind

live on the freeway listen to signs and we drive by feel

be a believer believe everything you'll be right

half the time

candle is waxing takes my apartment I bask in its magic

all of the firefighters put out my fires took all my matches

staying up later waking up old and I'm leaving her never

ordering in all friends and lovers and we're making our weather with a lone light bulb

I'm tired of fighting

I'm tired of fighting, so I'm demolished - that's the way

some make exhaustion a mode of expression and that's their way

I'm just a question knowing my answer I hope I'm wrong

but I know the answer it's four in the morning I'm right again and I'm chinatown

now in a hurry, rubbing up urgent to get home to dot

was my missed mistress messed up my mattress I missed the catch

last of the pitchers catfish done hunting harry lundt

most of the killers never get famous and it's hard on everyone

I'm tired of fighting