And when we go crashing down, we come back every time 'Cause we never go out of style, we never go out of style And I got that red lip, classic thing that you like You've got that long hair slick back, white t-shirt Midnight, you come and pick me up, no

Oh don't leave me on my own Left me standing all alone Cut me down to size so I can fit inside Lies that will divide us both in time Don't leave me on my own I'm so tired of being alone These penitent walls are all I've known Songbird calling across the

Dance, dance We're falling apart to halftime And these are the lives you love to lead I'm two quarters and a heart down And I don't want to forget how your voice sounds Why don't you show me a little bit of spine Dance this is the way they'd love (way

Oh, Mama, can this really be the end To be stuck inside of Mobile With the Memphis blues again Oh, the ragman draws circles Up and down the block I’d ask him what the matter was But I know that he don’t talk And the ladies treat me kindly And they

I'm going down, going down the drain Don't bring me down, I beg you Don't bring me down, I won't let you I'm going down, I don't want to change Don't bring me down, Faint light of dawn I'm listening to you breathing in and breathing out Needing nothing

We gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin' Well, far between sundown's finish and midnight's broken toll We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashin' As majestic bells of boats struck shadows in the sun Sayin', it may be the chimes of freedom

I'm gonna send a flood, gonna drown them out Oh-oh-oh-oh When the sharpest words wanna cut me down I am brave, I am bruised I am who I'm meant to be, this is me And I'm marching on to the beat I drum I'm not scared to be seen I make no apologies, this is

Too tired for anythin' I laid down last night, too tired to wake I had a chill this mornin', too tired to shake I got a good poker hand, too tired to win I can hear my baby knockin', too tired to let her in Yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm tired, woo

Cut the kids in half Morning bell Where'd you park the car? Light another candle You can keep the furniture A bump on the head Coming down the chimney

I guess some things just don't mix like you hoped Like me and you And diamond rings and old barstools It ain't like midnight and cigarette smoke It ain't like watered down whiskey and coke Diamond rings and old barstools One's for queens and one's for