You don't know me
And you don't even care
She said you don't know me
And you don't wear my chains

She said I think I'll go to Boston, think I'll start a new life. I think I'll start it over, where no one knows my name. I'll get out of California, I'm tired of the weather. Think I'll get a lover, and fly him out to Spain. I think I'll go to Boston, I think that I'm just tired. I think I need a new town, to leave this all behind. I think I need a sunrise, I'm tired of Sunset.
I hear it's nice in the summer
Some snow would be nice

Boston, where no one knows my name.