Chelsea Burns Lyrics

Chelsea Burns lyrics

I was running out of trouble

You were running out of fame

Streets smelled like the desert

As they were putting out the flames



And Chelsea burns

Chelsea burns under my feet



Twenty-third was empty

I heard somebody yell

A straight-laced passerby's

Pulled over the hotel



And Chelsea burns

Chelsea burns under my feet



Whether we were lost or overwhelmed

Nobody knows that I'm better off

Making up lies to be left alone



And Chelsea burns

Chelsea burns under my feet



I was running out of trouble

You were running out of fame

I'm streets ahead of happiness

Still wondering who to blame



Chelsea burns

Chelsea burns under my feet