What a surprise wearing your disguise on the telephone line I know it pleased you to know I needed you and your time You play the game not saying either
I remember the way Driving home late Speeding all the way Alone in the rain I was rehearsing a part From down at the bar My mouth smelled like a drink
Gimme a bet and I'll take it I've twenty bucks says I'm gonna make it I've got twenty two fifty in the bank And I'd bet it all away given the chance
Of all the things that you could choose to say Baby come home with me for old time sake Stand by my side and flash me that smile Everybody is out tonight
I've got ways to make you sorry Start my life with someone else I've got ways to make you fall I'll tell you all the things that I lied about I've got
Painted over the walls the saddest color of blue Posters covered in glass, favorite curbside grab Red Valentine's card, stuck on the mirror to keep Record
I've got my heart in a box Under the bed where it's cold and it's dark And i've got my soul in my shoes Walking on myself just to get to you And i've
Sweet little duck I've been waiting for you Wearing my heart on my sleeve And I sleep through most days So the time goes by And I think I drink more
All the things I tried Mistakes made in my old life I picked you up that night All my wrongs don't make you right Silence reminds me I'm a secret too
I know how to play this game One, two, three and I'm safe Count real slow to five You couldn't keep me around if you tried I know how to beat the rage
I can spot your kind a million miles away Buckle down boots and a bloodshot gaze You talk so sweet until the going gets tough The last job you pulled
I used to look for you out in the daylight I took highways and side streets and back lanes Slept under open skies Life could be cruel Life could be sweet
This is not my town and it will never be This is our apartment filled with your things This is your life, I get copied keys Try and force a little smile
Sweet little duck I'm waitin' Wearin' my heart on my sleeve And I sleep through most my days So the time goes by And I think, I drink more now than ever
I've got a long, long list of things That no one needs to see Desk drawers filled with picture frames Postcards tucked in underneath We were only young
Got your little secret, no, I will not tell You're trying to sober up in the highway motel And my hands are covered with your smell You begged me to stay
A is for all the times I bit my tongue B is for bullshit and you fed me some C is for charity and now you're mine D is for dollars but you're counting
Blazing a trail to the southern cities from the streets of our hometown. Basement bars, we played from the heart in the company of our friends. If I write