I had seven faces thought i knew which one to wear
I'm sick of spending these lonely nights training myself not to care
the freeway is a porno pavements they are a mess
i know you've supported me for a long time
somehow i'm not impressed

L.A. cares (got to be some more change in my life)
L.A. cares (got to be some more change in my life)
L.A. cares (got to be some more change in my life)
L.A. Cares (got to be some more change in my life)

I wish I could eat the salt off of your lost faded lips
we could cap the old times make playing only logical harm
we could cap the old lines make playing that nothing else will change
well she can read she can read she can read she can read she's bad
she can read she can read she can read she's bad
oh she's bad

but it's different now that I'm poor and aging I'll never see this face again you'll go stabbing yourself in the neck

You'll be given love
You'll be taken care of
You'll be given love
You have to trust it

Maybe not from the sources
You have poured yours
Maybe not from the directions
You are staring at

Twist your head around
It's all around you
All is full of love
All around you

"these puddles beneath my heart
thick with blood and love
make dark the street and your eyes
sinking to meet them
deflating like slow balloons
melting, aching into the pavement
a cold embrace of concrete
and you are home.
I don't even see you moving in that
sea of stone and dripping, shimmering life

lately i just can't seem to believe
discard my friends to change the scenery
it meant the world to hold a bruising faith
but now it's just a matter of grace