you ve got two bad eyes you got em from your parents and one bad leg you got it from the war three mistakes in bottles on a shelf yes you can t wait to go and make some more if you sneak out now they ll never know you re missing before they re wise you could be gone and back while they stand guffawing in the kitchen you re down the stair and leave the screen unlatched leave that door unlatched swallowed up in silence holding all your breath now wait for that familiar pull somewhere in the night a man is standing by with a deal you won t be able to refuse no you can t call him but expect your phone to ring and brother you prepare yourself to offer up what you were born to lose you move down the block see curtains hung in tatters the windows lit the house is still awake the girl upstairs is crying like it matters will she bend or will she only break just one more mistake in no time she s disappearing through your fingers slips away so make it last somewhere in the night a man is standing by with a deal you won t be able to refuse no you can t call him but expect your phone to ring and brother you prepare yourself to offer up what you needed the most lord he ll make you a ghost if you do or if you don t you ve got two bad eyes you got em from your parents and one bad leg you got it from the war three mistakes in bottles on a shelf yes you can t wait to go and make some more so go and make some more somewhere in the night a man is standing by with a deal you won t be able to refuse no you can t call him but expect your phone to ring and brother you prepare yourself to offer up what you were born to lose