Hoboken, NJ

I lay in my mother’s bed 

Sports again on play 

I have to go to the movies at 7 

But if it were up to me, I’d stay home 

I spoke about you over dinner tonight 

Some old habits don't die

Your name used to bring such positive connotations 

Now, it feels like force to make these syllables come out 

Mike tells me to come visit him in Hoboken to start a new

But, there’s nothing there I feel either 

New York men are so optimistic and full of life 

But, I already had that 

And look at where it ended 

Now we can’t even look at one another

This town is killing you 

And I’ve been saying it since Day One 

Elizabeth’s miasma is infectious 

My mother always told me to leave 

I just hope you’ll listen to me too