Burning Bridges

In New Jersey I burn bridges
 And I'm drowning in the stupid things we said
 Well, in New Jersey I burn bridges
 And I'm drowning in the stupid things we said
 Well don't tell me I'm the only one who told you you're not any good in bed
 Your affection is an inside joke
 Your portrait is a whispered love affair
 Your affection is an inside joke
 Your portrait is a whispered love affair
 And don't you know your watch is slow?
 I can see your frozen faces from my chair
 Well, this used to be a place where I could picture myself growing old with you
 This used to be a place where I could picture myself growing old with you
 Well, we could live out on the beach in a million dollar mansion built for two
 And we could fall in love
 Fall in love
 Fall in love
 Philadelphia sits with poets
 And she smiles with the aristocracy
 Philadelphia sits with poets
 She smiles with the aristocracy
 She keeps my eyes in a camera and hangs my tattoos in a gallery
 There's a girl inside the parlor and she listens while the tears rush in her eyes
 There's a girl inside the parlor and she listens while the tears rush in her eyes
 Her hair is light and golden like California sun and bright blue skies
 And we could fall in love
 Fall in love
 And we could fall in love
 In love