Your junked out beat up car
Won't get you very far
When it's raining this hard
Hands and then you'll kiss
Every tambourine you hit
And it's shaking and breaking through the dark
You miss near and you miss far
You miss drinking at the bar
And I won't be the last one making your life hard
Turning up your sleeves
Returning like the leaves
That keep changing outside
Soft and so polite
That quiet lullaby
You keep singing and bringing through the night
Got my hands around my glass
'Cause I keep watching you walk past
Plays just like a broken record skipping tracks
Put it all, put it all
Put it all on you
Wouldn't lose my shirt
If I did the work
That I'm supposed to do
It's all on you
I'm a broken telephone
'Cause I can't say a damn thing
When you come and go, you come and go
I'm all out of cards to play
You don't want 'em anyway
So I won't push my luck to make you stay
'Cause I miss near and I miss far
So I went drinking at the bar
I won't be the last one taking this so hard
Put it all, put it all
Put it all on you
Wouldn't lose my shirt
If I did the work
That I'm supposed to do
I put it all, put it all
Put it all on you
I wouldn't lose my shirt
If it did the work
That I'm supposed to do
It's all on you