Orange sky don't go
Manhattan looks like someplace else
Cloudy with a low fog shelf
Into the crowded streets I go
Eventually they lead me back home where we used to live
I live alone
And into bed I go

I wish I could tell you just how I felt
I don't pray I shower and say goodnight to myself
And when I close my eyes
I feel like a page
With a crossed-out name.
With a crossed-out name.

I kiss her mouth and I know
For everything there is a word,
For everything but this.
I like the dresses, the shoes, and the clothes.
And everything you know that goes
With loving a girl, I suppose.

I wish I could tell you just how I'm hurt
Pinpoint the location it's in another universe
When I close my eyes
I see a fire so plain
And my crossed-out name
I see a crossed-out name
I see a crossed-out name
I see a crossed-out name
I see your crossed-out name

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): RYAN ADAMS