On A Freezing Chicago Street

On a freezing Chicago street we shook

Your hands were trembling from all those pills you took

And we got drunk on cheap red wine in a paper cup

And I was barely awake when you got home

And climbed yourself into bed wearing cheap perfume

And Sarah screamed your every breath is a gift

If you weren't so selfish than you might want to live

So if your lover should leave don't get too sad

And don't compose epic poems to win her back

Cause when your bird has flown, she'll never return home

Though all your life you'll wait she never will return