Two hearts written in black
Scattered bottles on the brooklyn side
Under the bridge
We wrote it and ran away
Read by passing cars
Night and day
Under the cursive stars
We locked our love up in the graffiti paint
I don’t care who reads it
I don’t care if they don’t see it all
It’s you and me keep climbing the walls
I don’t care who reads it
I don’t if they don’t see it at all
Meet back when the curtain falls
I'll be three cabs closer by the time you call
Under the bridge where we wrote it and ran away
Stand clear of closing doors
Running through subway floors
Generations of confessions
Bleeding out
Bleeding out
