Well wrapped up in a blanket and you're staring at the floor The conversation's moderated by the streets below I never wanna hurt you baby, I'm just a mess a name and a price And now I'm drunker before, they told me drinking doesn't make me nice
You know where some people will go Yeah some people been me You can tell by look, by the crook In the or the blink of an eye
Well then we'll see what say and we'll do what they do But that doesn't mean a goddamn 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 singing the window, singing through the trees, yeah They're singing the bright spring leaves now, oh oh oh oh oh Yeah they you when 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 a very obvious difference, and it's that one of us can think If there's a in the road yeah you fix it, But for me just 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 been hurtin' me You can tell by look, by the slightest In the neck or the of an eye
then we'll see what they say and we'll do what they do But that doesn't mean a goddamn You can listen if you want, you can listen if you Yeah they'll talk, they'll even sing
now, oh oh oh oh oh They come through the window, singing through the trees Yeah singing trough the bright spring leaves Everybody now, oh oh oh oh oh (sing it loud, it loud) Yeah they love you when they need you, but someday gonna need to Find some other of place to go, don't you know Oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh