Number Two
Joe Pernice
Little power monger, sleep tonight
The city lights up like a dirty dime
I hope that this letter finds you crying
It would feel so good to see you cry
Under this same lifeless sky
How is it I can find no peace?
Well, I hope that someday we meet both broken
We could kneel right down and kiss your feet
So take this, my back-stabbing payback number
This is all mine
'Cause you were my life-sucking power monger
Even still you were mine
Wherever you are
Under the stars or under the influence of
The cars and the neon lights
Don't shine through your frigid light
Though you're a total mess, can you admit that yet?
Little power monger sleep tonight
The city lights up like a dirty dime
I hope that someday we meet both broken
It would feel so good to see you