Boulevard of Broken Dreams

I walk alone. I walk alone. No one is in sight as the car rolls to a stop. Smoke fills the windshield and I can't see a thing. I get out of the car and there is a sign that says, "Middle of no where 2 miles." I walk alone I walk alone. I arrive but all I see are worn buildings that haven't stood the test of time. All of the windows are open except for one that's shattered. I walk alone. I walk alone. A billboard flickers on and starts to list of hundreds of numbers, one after the other, I don't know that they mean. The wind begins to howl and remind me of this empty space I used to call home. I walk alone. I walk alone. I walk past a vacant store and I see 2 unused tuxedos in the window. I walk alone. I walk alone. I see people that are failures holding signs for money begging to get whatever they can. These people I recognize, they're old friends of mine. Friends that I left. I could be one of them. So I guess it's a good thing that I walk alone. I walk alone.