Lying In the Road

Puddles of whiskey on my windowsill, ragged leaves are hanging from the trees
You don’t know me by now — maybe you never will
The world is finally dead, I must have rocks in my head — for not seeing you
the way that you saw me You can never know me the way I know myself, you think the best I ever did I did for someone else
I’m lying in the road, waiting for a ride
I’m lying in a road, trying to save my life
Passed out on the party train for years, cigarette butts sticking out of my ears
There stands a glass that’ll hide my fear
That world is finally dead, I must have rocks in my head — for not seeing you
the way that you saw me You can never know me the way I know myself, you think the best I ever did I did for someone else
I’m lying in the road, waiting for a ride
I’m lying in a road, trying to save my life
You can never know me the way I know myself, you think the best I ever did I did for someone else
I’m lying in the road, waiting for a ride
I’m lying in a road, trying to save my life