Leaving Detroit

Pointed windows, rusty stairs

Local color push their wares

They're stuck in their ways

You tell me that you just don't care

Don't pretend that you don't care

Waves of undulating rain

Visible from the little train

Where you slept

Sorry that I ripped your dress

Sorry that I ripped your dress

Whoa-oh, oh-oh, oh

You're already gone

This house ain't a home

I'll take the last flight

I'll stare at my hands

We'll make our last stand

I'm leaving Detroit

The pushing billboards, fast food chains

Tires whining softly in the rain

On the outskirts of town

What it is that I don't got

Who it is that I'm not

You like it rough, or so you said

I hit you till my fingers bled

Your eyes are nickel blue

A wedding ring nicked your chin

A wedding ring nicked your chin

Whoa-oh, oh-oh, oh

You're already gone

This house ain't a home

I'll take the last flight

I'll stare at my hands

We'll make our last stand

I'm leaving Detroit

Whoa-oh, oh-oh, oh

You're already gone

This house ain't a home

I'll take the last flight

I'll stare at my hands

We'll make our last stand

I'm leaving Detroit

You're already gone

This house ain't a home

I'll take the last flight

I'll stare at my hands

We'll make our last stand

I'm leaving Detroit