My oh my
the state of us
wasted to the bone
and the simple truth
of the matter is
just a little close to home
oh she brings me only sorrow
and it's true
we've seen better days
there'll be hell to pay
for this tomorrow
but I'll stay awhile
if it's all the same
tender hooks
that I'm hanging on
waiting for so long
at the water's edge
and it's tempting me
to drift off out of here
oh she brings me only sorrow
and it's true
we've seen better days
there'll be hell to pay
for this tomorrow
but I'll stay awhile
if it's all the same
oh she brings me only sorrow
but I'll stay awhile
if it's all the same
like a moth drawn to the flames
I can feel it in my veins
I'm unsteady on my legs...