Bright Lights

By: Matchbox 20

He got out of town on a railway New York bound.
Took all except my name, another alien on Broadway.
There're some things in this world, you just can't change.
Something you can't see until it gets too late.

Baby, baby, baby,
when all your love is gone,
who will save me from all I'm up against out in this world?
Maybe, maybe, maybe.
You'll find something that's enough to keep you
but if the bright lights don't receive you.
You should turn yourself around
and come on home.

I got a hole in me now.
I got a scar I can talk about.
He keeps a picture of me in his apartment in the city
Some things in this world, man, they don't make sense.
Some things you don't need until they leave you.
And they're things that you miss.

Let that city take you in, *come on home*
Let that city spit you out, *come on home*
Let that city take you down.
*God's sake turn around*