You spent the fall turning over new leaves One by one on your way to the bar everyday Like the lost desperate dog that you are but you won't find what you need Following that leash never the less you keep walking away from me
You spent the fall turning over new leaves You seemed more resolved than ever Dig your own grave, lie down and wait for friends and family To get you back up on your feet so you can keep on walking
Well, I've got legs, I own a clean shirt for the morning My half of next month's rent and a bar or two to burn down
I'm tired of sleeping on the couch like a guest in my own house I'm tired of lying to the cat about if or when I'll be back I'm tired of painting over the past