South Union

I left you in the morning still drunk on melodrama You're so pretty so natural but i had to salvage honor Down your spiral staircase, the television I bought you Took a deep breath of your "endless love" perfume The carnage that the storm left, six inches on the ground The southside of Chicago stands eerily so sound I looked up at your window, hand out as if to touch you You used to be so perfect, but did I ever need you?