Exhibition On Main St. Lyrics

I wrote your name in the wet cement
And I felt stupid, yeah, I have to admit
But I was trying to create
Something that would outlive me

And any time that I'm falling apart
I feel the guilt creepin' up from the start
And then I wake up from a dream
Drowning in an empty sink

You're the wet paint sticking to my feet
I drag you out into the dirty street
I want to trace you back
I want to make you feel complete

We fall asleep with the TV on
Been in the dark for far too long
Don't want to turn on the lights
Don't want to see what we've become

Living out on the East side
Felt like dying
But living now on the North side
We're surviving
So I've got nowhere to be
And god damnit, I miss you
So where are you gonna be
When I finally reach you?

I wrote your name in the wet cement
And I felt stupid, yeah, I have to admit
But I was trying to create
Something that would outlive me