Choke Up - Fireworks Lyrics

Dark clouds painted the western skyAs I poured over the classifiedsIn the local dinerWhere a muted TV on the countertopNext to the coffeepotRe-ran The OutsidersTruer words were never spokenCherry, when you assured "Things are rough all over"I tried to run from the salt-cracked streetsWhere nothing but despondencyEver seemed to thriveBurned a path across these lonely statesAnd cursed my naivetéOn the other sideI was a ghost on the Fourth of JulyWhen the fireworks shone in your tear-filled eyesIt’s hard to not drip with disdain after drowning in debtGod damn the blood in my veins, I ain’t no patriotI saw burdens much heavier than mine on weaker shouldersIt’s hard not to take a dive sometimes when things are rough all over