Another crack in a broken street
doesn't make much difference to me
as long as my shuttered steps keep up
with yours
Tired eyes, early AM, one move
turned into more again
So long, thanks for everything
I heard the keys in the bathroom stalls
last call and my exit followed
Not bleeding out, so stop feeling doubt
not looking back and not looking down
I'm inclined to waste my time
in the avenues tonight
Here's to the ones that carry on
To keep convictions sound
I'm laughing at the bridges burning down
That said I only need the ones I have
Walking down this dead end road
Never felt so right in the stereo
It's so loud in my head
this time
I see graffiti in the bathroom stalls
Last call last call Last call
We cross the lines even though
it don't make any sense
We toss the rinds and these things
of no significance
I'll lay my head down if it's
alright for tonight
So don't wake me when it's over
Stop bleeding out
Stop feeling doubt
Some will bite that hand that feeds
Until it breaks their fucking teeth
here's to the ones that sing along