Lyrics Chelsea Burns (Live Session) - Keren Ann
I
was
running
out
of
trouble
You
were
running
out
of
fame
Streets
smelled
like
the
desert
As
they
were
putting
out
the
flames
And
Chelsea
burns
Chelsea
burns
Under
my
feet
Twenty-third
was
empty
I
heard
somebody
yell
A
straight-laced
passerby′s
Pulled
over
the
hotel
And
Chelsea
burns
Chelsea
burns
Under
my
feet
Whether
we
were
lost
or
overwhelmed
Nobody
knows
that
I'm
better
off
Making
up
lies
to
be
left
alone
And
Chelsea
burns
Chelsea
burns
Under
my
feet
I
was
running
out
of
trouble
You
were
running
out
of
fame
I′m
streets
ahead
of
happiness
Still
wondering
who
to
blame
Chelsea
burns
Chelsea
burns
Under
my
feet
La
la
la
la,
la
la
la,
La
la
la
la,
la
la
la,
La
la,
la
la
la
la
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