[Verse 1]
Oh the city rain
It floods the city streets
And in my city bed
Out of my fuckin' head

[Chorus]
Is it snowing in space?
God I wish I could talk to you
Is it snowing in space?

[Verse 2]
And all the city snow
Freezes the Chelsea hotels
It stones the Chelsea girls
It stones the Chelsea boys

[Chorus]
Is it snowing in space?
God I wish I could talk to you
Is it snowing in space?

[Bridge]
How does your body feel today?
I forgot to ask
Genius in a hospital bed
With brier-patch hair
It just isn't fair
Takin' bullets for a team of bad poets
How is it up there?
Takin' bullets for the team
I really miss you
I really miss you
I really miss you
I really miss you
I fucked you over a million times
I fucked you over a million times
I fucked you over a million times
And you died, you died, you really died
Died, died, you really died
[Outro]
I am going to push them away
Fall into the leaves of the winter trees
Drowning, slowly, lonely
My city rain