I got me an apartment on the east side, 14-11, 13th street
walk on the tracks by the Cumberland River over the bridge past Lovers Leap
I'm moving on through the pain, through the pain
Waiting on another train, another train
I tore a hole in the pocket of the jacket you bought me
in that thrift store in Camden town
Behind a station, you wrapped your arms around me
You built me up, you tore me down
But I'm moving on through the pain, through the pain
Waiting on another train, another train
We've seen the sunset, I've seen my breath disappear
In the cold winter night
Bums are gathering driftwood down by the river
Whistle blows a lonesome cry
But I'm moving on through the pain, through the pain
Waiting on another train, another train