back door through the club i m sick of seeing all the same kids at shows fall in by the bar burn down the one you love or trust strike one strike two drinking whiskey never was quite like you strike three strike four stop your fussing put your feet to the floor she screams baby know that i m way to much for you she screams baby boy am i not enough for you what is it were looking for have i left this way to late i m sick and tired of all these jokes running round putting out what more can any one really say what is it were looking for have we left this way to late i m sick and tired of you we ve just been left for dead we ve been left for dead we ve been left for dead this time it s said all my live i ve been left for dead this time it s true all our lives we looked up to you what is it were looking for have i left this way to late i m sick and tired of all this drama bubbling over what is it were looking for have we left this way to late i m sick and tired of you we ve just been left for dead we ve been left for dead we ve been left for dead