Art Isn't Real (City Of Sin)

I, I am the dotted line

And you fill me in with whatever you like

And I, I'm just goin' through the motions

And I need an old fashioned potion

There gotta be some old recipe

'Cause I gotta get drunk, I gotta forget about some things

I lived in lies all my life

And I've been livin' here for a long, long time

And I know it's been comin' down awhile now

And, when it shows, then you'll get me on the dial

But right now you're halfway around the world

And maybe I'll see better days, but I'm not so sure I will

I, I'm still hangin' round and round

Sometimes it's a racket, but lately not a sound

In the bowels of history and time

Well, I have learned to stand back and never shine

Now I feel stupid when I smile

For not a journey or a circus are our lives

I can't make up for everything I waste

And I know that I could never afford a taste

Of anything that your lovely hands make

It eats away before the soul break

It's because it brings a smile to my face

Such are bad memories you just can't erase

I know of a city to steal from

And I know of a city to cheat on

And I know of a city of sin

And that's the place that I wanna meet you in

And say hello all over again

Romance me, take it back to the beginnin'