Well you're wrapped up in a 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 drunker than before, they told me drinking make me nice
You know where some people will go Yeah some been hurtin' me You can tell by look, by the slightest In the neck or the of an eye
Well then we'll see what they say and we'll do what do But that mean a goddamn thing You can listen if you want, you can if you don't Yeah they'll talk, yeah even sing
now, oh oh oh oh oh They come through the window, singing through the trees, yeah singing trough the bright spring leaves now, oh oh oh oh oh Yeah they love you they need you, but someday you're gonna need to some other kind of place to go, oh
Now you're standing in the kitchen, and you're pouring out my Well there's a obvious difference, and it's that 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 been me You can by look, by the slightest crook In the neck or the of an eye
Well then we'll see what they say and we'll do what do But doesn't mean a goddamn thing You can listen if you want, you can listen if you Yeah they'll talk, yeah even sing
now, oh oh oh oh oh They come singing through the window, singing through the 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 you, but someday you're gonna need to some other kind of place to go, don't you know Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh