You like a well-kept table
I like the shade
And you’d kick and well you’re able
And my mind is made
I’m tired
Don’t you see?
I’m tired
Don’t you see?
You lost some dead drunk hero
And I lost a friend
And you like the sacrifices
And I make amends
I’m tired
Don’t you see?
I’m tired
Don’t you see?
I’m tired
I’m tired
Are you coming, are you coming down