Front Street lyrics

Front StreetAin't no place for a boy, who-Likes to talk ways that boys do-Unstrung-Young, dumb-Comfortably numbI am-Old as the star who bears youBlack as the bitch who wears you, tears youRips you apart and then turns it aroundCome on feel meI ain't only oneWhen it comes apartWe're gonna have some fun, sonGive me five minutesWith your sweetest sweet teaIf she's fine as your missus-Then she's fine enough for meA rod out the windowA suburban street-And I ain't slept since Monday-Jump in and ride-We got deadlines to meetPeople to use-Lovers to break-Handful of pills-No life to take-River too cold-Oven too hot-Bridge a one hundred and fifty foot dropBut there was a day I could say that I loved you-Early one evening I cut thru LongviewLifted you up, then you turned it aroundHere on Front Street-All the good girls and their boys knowDown in the mine there are diamonds-Down on the street walk the lifelessAnd now I know that you're through with meCan I tell you, my love,
dead honestly?Life is shame and your hands are stained-Walk in chains and change your nameGo where you go, but forget me not-Take a memory too, if it's all you gotChase your pain with a shot of rain-Dig with a spade or a razor bladeCome on feel me nowI ain't only oneWhen it comes apartWe're gonna have some fun, son(Thanks to arancia for these lyrics)