Boston Metro wants me, Lord I can’t go back there.
Boston Metro wants me, Lord, I can’t go back there
Boston Metro wants me, Lord, I can’t go back there
I wish I had you to talk to
If a man ever needed dying, he did
No one had a right to say, what he said about you
And it’s so cold and lonely here without you
Out there, the law is coming,
I’ve been so tired of running