Been nursin’ my glass

For the past hour an’ a half

People think I’ve got the hair in here

Nothin’ but forgotten dreams and fear

Who the fuck has time for beer 

When the cantina’s burnin’ down?

 

Used to think the world was passin’ me by

Now  I know  I’m movin’ at the speed of light

Burnin’ too fast, burnin’ too bright

Might still die young if I play my cards just right

 

If  I could find the will to fuck myself over

Maybe  I would have the courage to turn this glass over

Maybe  I’d have the courage to finally start over 

Maybe  I’m just too fuckin’ sober

Maybe  I’m just fuckin’ getting older

 

The empty glass is filled with too many truths 

Painful reminders of someone bold

Scalding to eyes accustomed to lies

My throat is so dry but  I can’t chance a sluice

Cowardice makes me so cold

What  I wouldn’t give for a new REM cycle 

-dive 

 

I ought to leave

I ought to scream

I ought to breath

But the cantina’s already burnin’

Down down down down down 

 

Maybe next time around

Maybe next time around