Well wrapped up in a blanket and you're staring at the floor The conversation's moderated by the noisy below I never wanna hurt you baby, I'm a mess with a name and a price And now I'm drunker than before, they told me doesn't make me nice
You know where some people will go Yeah some people been me You can tell by look, by the crook In the neck or the of an eye
Well then we'll see what they say and we'll do what do But that doesn't a goddamn thing You can listen if you want, you can listen if you Yeah talk, yeah they'll even sing
now, oh oh oh oh oh They singing through the window, singing through the trees, yeah They're singing the bright spring leaves now, oh oh oh oh oh Yeah they love you they need you, but someday you're gonna need to Find other kind of place to go, oh
Now you're standing in the kitchen, and pouring out my drink Well there's a obvious difference, and it's that one of us can think If there's a in the road yeah you fix it, But for me I'll run off the road But tonight got me cornered, and I haven't got a place to go
You never where some people will go Yeah some been hurtin' me You can tell by look, by the crook In the neck or the of an eye
Well then see what they say and we'll do what they do But that mean a goddamn thing You can if you want, you can listen if you don't Yeah they'll talk, yeah they'll sing
now, oh oh oh oh oh They come singing through the window, singing through the Yeah they're singing the bright spring leaves Everybody now, oh oh oh oh oh (sing it loud, it loud) Yeah they love you when need you, but someday you're gonna need to Find some other kind of to go, don't you know Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh