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Texty: Matt Mays. Terminal Romace.

Broke the winter?s back
And split for the Sun
Shot through the night from a frozen gun
With my eyes to the skies
And one foot to the ground
I really gotta? go
?Away
--
It?s a rough n? tumble come down at the break of day
Sitting here staring out across the bay
With that sunrise in your eyes
There?s never really too much to say
But I really gotta? go.
?Away
--
Cause heartbreaks are uncurable
And I?m up all night
Stone-faced in New York City
Trying to set things right
--
She talks with her hands and she?s saying goodbye
Nobody?s gonna? tell me why
They just say time, time heals all
But I don?t believe them
--
Cause heartbreaks are uncurable
And I?m up all night
Stone-faced in New York City
Trying to set things right
--

Now time rolls on religiously, swift and sly
Bullet train full of souls riding through the night
Everyone thinks they can slow it down
I used to be like that before I knew you
--
There ain?t nothing as dead as a dead romance
Nothing more alive than the city tonight
Storefront windows reflecting me
Where my steel cut heart can feel the electricity
Look at me now, whose gonna? take me there
From this lighting and the thunder and you, the eighth wonder
--
She talks with her hands and she?s saying goodbye
Nobody?s gonna? tell me why
They just say time, time heals all
But I don?t, I don?t, I don?t believe them
--
Cause heartbreaks are uncurable
And I?m up all night
Stone-faced in New York City
Trying to set things right (repeat)
--
Look at me now, whose gonna? take me there
From this lighting and the thunder and you, the eighth wonder
--
She sang rock n? roll with the devil