The bank sign out my window
Is laughing in my face
'Cause it's seven in the morning
And only four degrees
And there's a city budget crisis
They're closing all the libraries
There's no money left for nothing
So they're only plowing Broad Street

Picking lunch over the subway
I got four bucks to my name
And it's another morning bike ride
In the fucking freezing rain
I pull a second pair of gloves on
Tying bags around my feet
I'm not getting trench foot this week

I, I heard a song on the radio
Try to tell me I'm not alone
But I feel like it today

Swipe left to dodge a car door
12th and Cecil B
Caught my front wheel in the trolly tracks
Slid across the street
I showed up to work all bloodied up
Still got all my teeth
And lately that's what's passing as lucky
At least with me

I, I heard a song on the radio
Try to tell me I'm not alone
But I feel like it today

And I, I heard a song on the radio
Sadly that's just the way it goes
And I think I'm gonna break

I keep thinking of ways to make it seem like an accident
Pull the brake on my bike so if the bus runs the light, well then...
I've been telling myself that it can't be that serious
But if I'm sounding like this
I guess it is

I, I heard a song on the radio
Try to tell me I'm not alone

And I, I heard a song on the radio
Sadly that's just the way it goes
And I think I'm gonna break