Tekstovi: Ryan Adams. Off Broadway.

Hanging around Broadway, and I think I saw your face
Cars speeding by me, reminding me of us
Shuffle down to the watering hole
Getting tired and I want to go home
I don't know where that is anymore
I don't know where that is anymore
I don't know where that is anymore
I don't know where that is anymore
Used to be off Broadway

I miss your locket, and the way I felt inside
And I just cant stop it, hasn't killed me yet, but give it time
Shuffle down to the watering hole
Getting tired and I want to go home
I don't know where that is anymore
I don't know where that is anymore
I don't know where that is anymore
I don't know where that is anymore
Used to be off Broadway
Used to be off Broadway
Used to be off Broadway
Used to be off Broadway