I’m walking down the street

I always wear my Sunday best on Wednesday

Worn out jeans and a plaid shirt

She doesn’t complain about my clothes

Considering that, she is too good for me but I...

Sometimes I fade into a night and wander off

 

And I drink until I lose my conscience

 

Dead of night

I dance in the dark with this city

After tonight

I will be sleeping in with the pills

The nights flashback in my dream

 

Oh I hear deafening sounds of the wind in January

Now your lips are faded

And I’m an empty room with cold air

My body heat is wasted on...

 

These nights where I lose my memories

 

Dead of night

I dance in the dark with this city

After tonight

I will be sleeping in with the pills

The nights flashback in my dream

 

If I wear my heart on my sleeve

Could I be the man I wanted to be?

Maybe not

‘Cause I’m on borrowed time

I’m on borrowed time

 

Dead of night

I dance in the dark with this city

After tonight

I will be sleeping in with the pills

 

Dead of night

I dance in the dark with this city

After tonight

I will be sleeping in with the pills

The nights flashback in my dream

 

(I keep on coming back for more

The thoughts in my head carry me away

This is a long shot

So I need one more shot to make myself numb

This is it)

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