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Way down a dark alleyway
And somewhere in the Garden State
A girl from California waits
She has my name but not my face
And I, tried to let her be someone
Hoping when the morning comes
She's not another hit and run that everybody knows
The people disappear here, ah
People disappear here, ah
People disappear here, ah
People disappear here, ah
So let's say for goodness sake
That she cleans it up and finds her way
But a child can't affect her fate
And you pay, and you pay, and you pay
And now, maybe if you see someone
Hoping when the evening comes
You're not another hit and run that everybody knows
The people disappear here, ah
People disappear here, ah
People disappear here, ah
People disappear here, ah
I hurt myself to make sure I exist
I pinch myself to make sure that I'm real
I hurt myself to make sure I exist
I need someone to tell me how I feel
'Cause people disappear here, ah
People disappear here, ah
People disappear here, ah
(People disappear here
People disappear here
People disappear here
People disappear here
People disappear here)
