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You better watch yourself this time On your waiting in a long line Of kicking off a slow crime
I guess the Devil wouldn't have you But you used who what you're used to You always seem to somehow make it through
I know I let myself go a bit I try to lay low But it's hard to be alone
I know I never took my own advice Chased a couple rollin' dice Somewhere I don't belong
I can't make myself be good I wish I could Somewhere my conscience tuned to petrified old wood I can't make myself do right On Friday night When all these shadows they get bigger and bigger in the light
Another night another rope burn Well I guess that it was my turn To wash all of the pain down
Maybe you were just a decoy It doesn't matter much to me, noise It covered up the voices I don't want to hear
I let myself go again I tried to let you know, but then It's hard to be alone
I know I never took my own advice I got tired of playin nice And cut right to the bone
I can't make myself be good I wish I could Somewhere my conscience tuned to petrified old wood I can't make myself do right On Friday night When all these shadows they get bigger and bigger in the light
I can't make myself be good I wish I could Somewhere my conscience turned to petrified old wood I can't make myself do right On Friday night When all these shadows they get bigger and bigger in the light