The perfect place may never exist, may never exist The perfect time might be years and years away The city is overweight and it's pressing on the pit of us We scowl and sweat beneath the overbearing crush But I still want to be here, want to be here I still want to be here, want to be here And I would give any devil's days just to be near you I still want to be here, want to be here There is *** all over the street outside our house now Junk fiends dance at the bus stop next to the rodeo clowns Nowhere to run to so we hide like misled infants *** these faceless homes and everyone who lives in them But I still want to be here, want to be here I still want to be here, want to be here And I would live in a shell pit just to be near you I still want to be here I still want to be here, want to be here I still want to be here, want to be here And I would live in devil's days just to be near you I still want to be here I still want to be here I still want to be here I still want to be here