It keeps me up at night.
I'm not certain I was right.
I'm consumed by what might have been
Again and again and again.

And now the sky is turning black.
Now the sirens are calling.
This neighborhood was mine once
But now it's strange and foreign.
My body's drenched and my fists are clenched
As I stare into the night.

And this street, the silent type,
It hasn't had much of a life.
And watches people come and go
and knows they're interchangeable.

The derelicts and debutants with so much in common,
The pedophiles and the parents who are all too human,
The churches on the corners where they beg forgiveness now.

And Jesus comes to me in my dreams.
He tells me that I still have a home.
He keeps talking about a place I can go.
Well, always loved, always forgiven, but I know

I won't ever be there.
I know I won't ever be there.
I know..

The derelicts and debutants with so much in common,
The pedophiles and the parents who are all too human,
The churches on the corners where they beg forgiveness now.

And Jesus comes to me in my dreams.
He tells me that I still have a home.
He keeps talking about a place I can go.
Well, always loved, always forgiven, but I know

I won't ever be there.
No, I won't ever be there.
No, I won't ever be there.
I know...


Lyrics submitted by jericks

I Won't Ever Be There song meanings
Add your thoughts

1 Comment

sort form View by:
  • -1
    General Comment"And watches people come and go
    and knows they're interchangeable."

    My mistake, folks.
    jerickson October 30, 2009   Link

Add your thoughts

Log in now to tell us what you think this song means.

Don’t have an account? Create an account with SongMeanings to post comments, submit lyrics, and more. It’s super easy, we promise!

Back to top
explain