Lyrics:

Chalked up in a city street
Broke glass and a bloody scene
Young guns that are half my age
From Baghdad up to Monterey

Cell phones and the magazines
Death, bombs, and with human beings
Hate, war, and diamond rings
Nightmares of silly things

How does anybody sleep at night?
Out of mind but not out of sight
Out of love and we've just begun
Living large in America

But I found one last thing to believe in

Close calls and we're holding on
Police lines and fire alarms
High winds with a heavy fall
Dead birds in a parking stall

How does anybody sleep at night?
I lay in bed and I close my eyes
I kind of rest but it starts to hurt
Living here is a lot of work

But I found one last thing to believe in