"These Streets" lyrics

Calling you, get home
I've never been so drunk and alone
You could have the bed
I could sleep right on the floor

Knocking at your door
You've never seen me like this before
So goodbye and oh well, hey
I hope I see you in hell

I'll probably die on these streets I suppose
I'd do anything to keep growing old
With you there's a heaven and I know where I wanna go
I'll probably die on these streets I suppose
I'd do anything to keep growing old
With you there's a heaven and I know where I wanna go

I thought I had this whole lover thing figured out
Had a dream that I cut my throat and bled out
And you sucked on my neck
Not for the fun, just the taste
Heard you're doing great
Always think about the mess that we made
Of our lives, I'll survive
Tell the whole world I tried
It's not what I chose

I'll probably die on these streets I suppose
I'd do anything to keep growing old
With you there's a heaven and I know where I wanna go
I'll probably die on these streets I suppose
I'd do anything to keep growing old
With you there's a heaven and I know where I wanna go
I know where I wanna go

Had a house in the city that we met
Trying hard but I can't forget
And I don't wanna know, I just wanna let go
Had a house in the city that we met
Trying hard but I can't forget
I don't wanna know, I just wanna let go

I'll probably die on these streets I suppose

I'll probably die on these streets I suppose
I'd do anything to keep growing old
With you there's a heaven and I know where I wanna go
I'll probably die on these streets I suppose
I'd do anything to keep growing old
With you there's a heaven and I know where I wanna go