It's a long walk home when you feel dead on your feet and it's hard to hold your head up on nights like these you can feel the warehouse hours breaking
You were swaying on your feet, trying to light a smoke waiting on a bus, you got nowhere to go you were sleeping in the park in a dirty sweatpants suit
She talks loud as hell, drinks like she might as well smokes my cigarette just like it's her last all kinds of out of key, she sings a lot like me and
Been here for so long now I'm falling down oh you never called waited all night long, you're still not around this isn't working at all drinking my
Yeah she's a doormat so be sure to wipe your feet scrape off all the shit you got into this week yeah she's used to it, two long years of it twenty more
Don't fuck with perfection, this really is a masterpiece the brainchild of assholes with everything to lose hell bent on forcing the burden of a religion
Dear Landlord Please don't put a price on my soul. My burden is heavy, dear, And my dreams are beyond my control, Oh yes, they are. But when that steam
(B. Dylan) Dear landlord, Please don't put a price on my soul. My burden is heavy, My dreams are beyond control. When that steamboat whistle blows,
Dear landlord Please don't put a price on my soul My burden is heavy And my dreams are beyond control When that steam-boat whistle blows I'm gonna give
Dear landlord, Please don't put a price on my soul. My burden is heavy, My dreams are beyond control. When that steamboat whistle blows, I'm gonna give
: Dear landlord, Please don't put a price on my soul. My burden is heavy, My dreams are beyond control. When that steamboat whistle blows, I'm gonna
: Dear Landlord Please don't put a price on my soul. My burden is heavy, dear, And my dreams are beyond my control, Oh yes, they are. But when that
: (B. Dylan) Dear landlord, Please don't put a price on my soul. My burden is heavy, My dreams are beyond control. When that steamboat whistle blows