Breaking the ice with a dull kitchen knife, now what the hell is wrong with my pace
The changing of leaves, wandering the streets, the way you breath clings to your face
Half of the time we all cursing in rhymes, wailing and the moon and the sun

Don't follow the buzz from the booze in the bottle, it takes you places you don't want to go. It would come with a kiss and a choke on the throttle, you’re passed out in the car before noon

Leather and lace, sugar and mace, shiny shoes and stains on your sheets
You Shoulder the blame, you’re tender and tame, while swearing through the gap in your teeth

Give me a break man you have to relate, our winter skins are much to thin to sleep in
If I had a chance to romance anything, then I choose the first soul that I believe in. it’s you.

Give me your best shot the morning is coming, a black eye never sounded so nice
Sneaking through the walls in these old chapel halls, every pastor’s kid has a vice

I would admit that it’s hard to forget, the screams from the wind and the rain

There’s lead in your bones, a wolf in your home, is barking up the wrong kind of sin
We shudder and shift like the beast is a gift, this isn’t a war you can win

We’ll head for the hills, eat what we kill, we’ll act like we got nothing to loose
You’ll play me something sweet so then I can sleep, you know you don't got nothing to prove

Give us a break man you have to relate, these winter skins are much to thin to live in
I wanted to dance and I wanted to sing, and the thought of you still keeps me breathing. To this day