Last night I found the answers at the bottom of my drink
Surrounded by all the on goings of the hapless and the meek
And when I can't feel no more
My answers take me to the door with self-inflicted wounds
A lifetime spent here-to-fore holding knives in the hopes of cutting some more
Another night
Another line broken
Another lie in the air amidst us
Another night
Another lie goes on unending
Last night on my way home they were calling me out on the streets
Rubbing salt in the wounds I'd left from the fisticuffs with me
And when I can't feel no more my anger
Take me to the door with hate down in my veins
A lifetime spent here-to-fore a lonely soul in decay and in search for the end.
Another night
Another line broken
Another lie in the air amidst us
Another night
Another lie goes on unending
Another night
Another line broken
Another lie in the air amidst us
Another night
Another lie goes on unending
