Have mercy on this broken city home
I'm doin' time—time in this crazy place
I've been here so long I gotta get away
I got rats in the kitchen rippin' up the trash
Cold wind blowin' down my back straight through shattered glass
Strangers in the hallways turn your face to stone
People call this living hell I call this Broken City home
My sweet home Broken City livin' my sweet home
There's a hole in my pocket where my money used to be
Landlord knockin' at my door I'm back out on the street
Crime and aggravation don't go out alone
People call this living hell I call this Broken City home
My sweet home Broken City livin' my sweet home
My sweet home Broken City livin' my sweet home
It feels like I'm doin' time
Street lights shinin' through my window
The only light I've ever known in my Broken City home
My sweet home Broken City livin' my sweet home
My sweet home Broken City livin' my sweet home | 
