“If you’ve gotta tell me you’re clean...“

Lyrics

If you gotta tell me that you're clean. I know from years of this that it probably means that you're using. The way that you resemble row home on a city street, where all the others have been torn down, you're the last one standing. It must get lonely to be the one that survived and it looks kind of awkward but kind of beautiful I see you here in the row home on this Barcelona street. The others have all been torn down, you're the last one standing. It must get lonely, in the margins, on the edges I'm a nerve in the sunlight after two weeks in the dark If you gotta tell me you're not using then it's probably cause you are I saw you there on a forgotten street a row home with a . . . all the others have been torn down, you're the last one standing It Must Get Lonely