Bedlight for Blue Eyes city and the ghost

Tonight I need the bright lights
still got her face on my mind.
Heading where the talk is cheap and I'm I'm dressed to a t
so they won't notice me.
It's warm for October
and I've got the windows down.
The skyline whispers
her promises, the same lie each night.
But I force myself to believe...
And I swore it'd be different but how could it be?
What I came to escape is right here inside of me.
The city's a desert
with photographic stars.
Each pretty face is
just a mirage, and my mouth's full of sand again.
But I force myself to believe,
across the river's a cure for what's sick inside of me.
And I swore it'd be different but how could it be?
What I came to escape is right here inside of me.
And I swore it'd be different but how could it be?
What I came to escape is right here inside of me.
I look in the mirror past the buildings, the sky's getting light.
Another piece of my innocence is the admission I paid there tonight.
Slow down past her exit though it makes me sick, and I imagine her saying,
Youre better than this... youre better than this.
And I swore it'd be different but how could it be?
What I came here to escape is right here inside of me.
And I swore it'd be different but how could it be?
What I came to escape is right here inside of me.
And I swore it'd be different.