All the air goes out of the room When the boys come And soon it's just a wall of smoke They like to leave their mark Anywhere they are Like creatures of the savage wild There might as well be a line For all the friends they got And you can tell em from the clothes they wear Leather boots and their ragged tees Golden bangles And if you doubt it You shouldn't doubt it As if getting by wasn't trouble enough Save yourself Save yourself Because you can't save the ones you love The Philadelphia sun Has got the day all wrong The locals only sense the time From the day they're born Their shadow's three miles long That all their life they can't outrun I might have been in the clear But since I landed here There's no escaping but on wings Or in a tunnel of mud A hole in my own head And if you doubt it You shouldn't doubt it As it getting by wasn't trouble enough Save yourself Save yourself Because you can't save the ones you love