He said, "this ain't me, but I gotta eat And feed my kid, y'know this place ain't cheap Well you can saint or damn me but I don't care Don't condemn me, don't commend me now..." Another round, his guts spill out Turns out his ships run aground and my head just swims around
"...so pour another, it's 3 AM, oh god this is insane It's killing me, it's killing me I know, I know I walked away but it's you I'll always blame And it's killing me If my liver swells up out on the floor I'll nail it to your door..."
Don't be cheap, I've been discreet And all these victories have been bittersweet We both made our beds you just piss the sheets Don't condemn me, don't condemn me now "...I took my bow, I know that know, I just can't Remember how we let these grapes turn so sour..."
So pour another, it's 4 AM, oh god this is insane It's killing me, it's killing me You're the one that ran away and attached yourself to chains And it's killing me If your heart swells up and spills out on the floor I'd let it go
Surprise, surprise I'm here a three beer Buzz has got the best of you again You torn out what's left of my faith in You I guess I'm too old to pretend
You're burning out I kind of get the feeling that you're still the same, You're burning out you haven't changed I kind of get the feeling that you're still the same, Head in the ground, you haven't changed
Compositores: Michael Duane Cotterman, David Andrew Hause, Michael Hanrahan Sneeringer ECAD: Obra #8742560