ghostchasing

Is “Blood on the Tracks” really sleeping music?
I listen to it in the morning.

It's better when it's cloudy,
but wretched in the sun,
Like a toothache.

I'm always deciding whether or not to tattoo a Jack of Hearts on my side
Or just a “Return to” sticker with Mars on it...

Come Back.
Your shirts don't smell like you anymore,
The Jim Beam is almost gone,
and I scrubbed the shower clean.

I have no one to cheat with.

I walk back down Broadway
cold under the light

I am more conscious of cigarette breath now-

I forget what it is I like about your voice.

Everyone has cigarette breath here:

Why didn't you?