maybe some day well meet again when our two roads hit the same dead end and oh im counting the days youve got something that ive never since seen a willing heart and a part thats clean were both good at counting days with an ounce of intuition and your parents ammunition you come here hungry wearing naked ambition hysterical to meet you can you get me in i got three years tied to the mast of this town she s a handsome ship but im going down and oh she ain t coming with me theres a time to fight and a time to get out youll fight til were all knocked out and oh i keep counting teeth everyone s an artist with a pristine vision cellular intelligencer a fire in her kitchen too many chefs on dope and the rich dont listen i am the rabbit wrapped in panic actor a bag in a tree you will outlast the cast and me i gotta get some release its up or out and the ladders on fire she greased her frock with a smile that moves the sky surviving the insult from day to day they give you the insult to make it go away and oh what can i say i got a wine swept smile and a well timed mile i ve been running since i heard theyd sooner see us die than oh come die next to us up to her knees men keep hitting white suits fuck like bad television latest simple angel come die next to me i am a shifting shape a wire walker coked with the hopes of happy ever after i came to trial out of style but i got my eye on a country mile where the people you know are the ones you like