spending money i dont have
think ill take me a cab to nowhere
cuz anywhere sure is better than here
down and out is my way
i can hear my guitar say
you are watching the earth breathe
from the bottom of your grave
all alone i missed my friends
we are drinking to the bends
i always want more i always want more
god (mends it all?) 
like locks on doors

well its enough
to make you wanna throw in the towel
and your head feels twisted backwards
justt like an owl
its a midnight hustle
empty wallet you're leaning on a stranger
and the crescent moon cuts you open like a dagger
all alone i missed my friends
we are drinking to the bends
i always want more i always want more
god (meant it all?) 
like locks on doors

you cant buy this kind of sickness
its only on the house
and you are feeling lower than
a little country mouse
forget the money forget yourself
all you really need is a friend
so you tell your story til the sunrise
hits you between the eyes and its the end
all alone i missed my friends
we are drinking to the bends
i always want more i always want more
god (meant it all)
like locks on doors