If You Lived Here, You'd Be Home By Now

The distant sound of melody bestowed
The evening's mood down Mission Blvd
The night we carved our dreams into the sand
And I held your hand
Although it seems more like a dream
Those nights were so alive
Tear this place apart
We're going to find your fucking heart
Tear this place apart
Do you remember when we fell asleep
In each others arms at Mission Beach
When we woke up the waves had disappeared
Underneath the pier
Although it seems more like a dream
Those nights were so alive
Tear this place apart
We're going to find your fucking heart
Tear this place apart
Scattered souvenirs
And lipstick on the mirror
I watch you paint your nails
And straighten out your hair
The sidewalk holds my feet
Through this crooked street
Your window lights the lawn
One last kiss and I'll be gone
You watch me leave below
From behind your window
The scene plays out
Precisely as intended to
A picture book from fall
A bed beside the wall
You're cutting paper hearts
From fashion magazines alone
She's all alone
She's all alone
Tear this place apart
We're going to find your fucking heart
Tear this place apart