I go to the corner where it all goes down And I do things I'll regret but not right now They say "angel, you been here before" Yeah, I had my boots to carry me Just like Pandora with her box I let everything out and spin around And when they come to me, it's like a river to cross But I have my boots to ferry me And I remember how it feels I always stop and remember but I do it again And I jump up and slap my heels Cause I have my boots on I'd like to see my eyes in someone else's face I'd like to see my face on a magazine The things I want, the life I need My boots keep me between I passed out on a subway train And a woman she came and took my hand But I'm alright, I'm okay, I can fall like rain Long as I have my boots to help me stand And the streets they empty hour by hour Till they were finally drained and I was all alone And just like Pandora, I was sorry now But I had my boots to carry me home The sky is wild and full of holes The wind is wild and it's full of coughs Sometimes I think I'd float away If I took my boots off I'd like to see my eyes in someone else's face I'd like to see my face on a magazine The things I want, the life I need My boots keep me between