I lived a little beyond my means

I heard a riddle I answered in my dreams

But I don't know what's left to do now



Phone keeps on stinging

Collectors on the call

My bells aren't ringing I tell them tales tall



My attention was never paid in full

It's the last drop down the drain



Hands on the wheel

Of the vehicle that caused my distress

Confounded interest



A kiss said I should steal this opportunity

To ingest these liquid assets

So here's to the last drop down the drain



Since the beginning we were living check to cheek

Now every moment's spent to get us through the week

Our stocks are stones and our only bonds are that which keep together

These days don't pay and if you can't make change than this is your forever



I lived a little beyond my means

There's grace for saving but never time it seems

So let's go on running empty

It's the last drop down the drain



Beyond my means