Baby I've been out of town
I know it
Could you please just let it go
I'm not looking to be saved

She keeps her drugs on her bedstand at night
Me by her side
So we're both close by
When she wakes

Well Sid and Nancy we are not
We're only in it for
Our own Broadway tragedy
Your bedroom our Chelsea hotel room
100 we could sell the rights
Baby...have it made

[Chorus]
Throw the TV out the window
Set fire in the halls
Smash all of our records
Kicking holes through the walls
Be beautiful and tragic
Like some Leonard Cohen song we will never hear
And that's the way I want it my dear
From Bellevue to the Brooklyn Bridge
These straight jackets fit
They will keep us warm at night
You can carve your name into my arm
I will rep (?) stars that tell the world I'm yours

[Chorus]
Throw the TV out the window
Set fire in the halls
Smash all of our records
Kicking holes through the walls
Be beautiful and tragic
Like some Leonard Cohen song we will never hear
And that's the way I want it my dear