Brighton

Hoping it came in
 The letter on the porch
 He opened all the doors
 To let out all the band wind
 Blown out, last night while he waited
 So long, he forgot to wake up
 And he's missed the point completely
 Kicking around some
 In the same old bars
 Where everything happened
 But not anymore
 Wish I could tell him that it's worthless
 Used to be clever
 Handsome and polite
 But he got into fights
 Cynical delights
 As the enemies receded
 Thought he'd found out all he needed
 Catastrophic cutie pie
 You make me cry
 You make me cry
 Kicking around some
 In the same old bars
 Where everything happened
 But not anymore
 Wish I could tell him that it's worth it
 I cannot return the favor
 The work is done when we finish the labor
 It's cut off now
 It's cut off now