These things always come to a head

Over a glass of wine and a cigarette

And you look tipsy with your cheeks all read

I think the alcohol has gone to your head

I feel undressed in this beat up vest

I don't know how to dance but I'll try my best

Either you live your life or you sit witness

While a look alike comes and steals your bliss



So come on get on with it...we're just wasting time



Here you are standing in the flesh

We're only minutes in and it's too intense

You got a little dagger stuck inside my chest

You're a perfect myth built on a movie set

And I'm walking a wire with no safety net

If I'm a gambling man then you're a risky bet

But I'm sick of leaving 'fore the table's set

I'm 'bout as ready now as I'll ever get