I'm drunk enough to go to sleep
and pray to hell my soul to keep
the mockingbird is stealing tunes
from your cold eyes I'll war on you
swerving in this downward spiral
the car I'm in 's not even mine
but with the clutch bleeding off iron
you've gotten tired of shotgun-riding
[...]
so live a little, leave a little
stay and lie to me a little
live a little, leave a little
lie awake with me a little
my misery needs company
and drags my weathered guts to town
down the road of black old gravel
I work my face into a frown
but no one likes this fiendish w****
with an honest heart and hopes galore
so spin those doctors let them hurl
cheap billboards never make a swirl
I'll have this ink put in my skin
a sweet reminder of the sin
I savored in my days of youth
before there was your breath to soothe
so live a little, leave a little
stay and lie to me a little
stab a little, thieve a little
lie awake with me a little
and pray to hell my soul to keep
the mockingbird is stealing tunes
from your cold eyes I'll war on you
swerving in this downward spiral
the car I'm in 's not even mine
but with the clutch bleeding off iron
you've gotten tired of shotgun-riding
[...]
so live a little, leave a little
stay and lie to me a little
live a little, leave a little
lie awake with me a little
my misery needs company
and drags my weathered guts to town
down the road of black old gravel
I work my face into a frown
but no one likes this fiendish w****
with an honest heart and hopes galore
so spin those doctors let them hurl
cheap billboards never make a swirl
I'll have this ink put in my skin
a sweet reminder of the sin
I savored in my days of youth
before there was your breath to soothe
so live a little, leave a little
stay and lie to me a little
stab a little, thieve a little
lie awake with me a little