I pushed my luck right out the front door. It was running out on me.

My head bled in stereo
Will you stick around
Well, I don't know
We got our wires crossed
Tired of fighting for a cause that's lost
And found
And lost
And found
Now
I'm going to find that missing spark
No more taking cheap shots in the dark
No more bathing in the moonlight
I need a damn towel
Calling all cars
Can you give me a ride
I said I swallowed my pride through my muffled throat
I-I-I-I-I- plead the fifth
And Gi-i-i-i---ive me...some money...

My sense of humor is so sick it's in the hospital
Please visit it and give it flowers and give it chocolates but don't fatten it up and don't make it allergic because it's pretty sick
I said my face
Don't
Look
Right
I said I lit my lungs on fire
Behind some smoky voices I got the hell out of there
I was tired of counting the woodgrain under my eyes
Because
Pardon the expression