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