they're pouring whiskey in my cup
i'm pretty happy being happy enough
all the times i thought i could hold my place
now i realize i can't make a moment stay
so i put on my dirty jacket and leave
walk til there's no one left in the city
you were a torch i carried through a wasted year
now i got a crowded shadow and a guarded fear
staring strange, no more bandaged knees
yeah all the cuts you gave, i just let 'em bleed
and i put on my dirty jacket and leave
walk til there's no one left in the city

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