Lyrics
Up on Scorpion Hill watching life
Passing me by in the pale moonlight
And I sat there forever, three sheets to the wind
Itās not helping my case, the state that Iām in
But itās not how they told you
My intentions were good
I was just bursting apart like the end of the ark
Holding on to whatever I could
A square of light moves its way through the empty room
Across the stained yellow carpet
Like a ghost of myself in the afternoon
Haunting my basement apartment
I looked in to the mirror
Hanging behind my door
The glass was cracked and the man staring back
He donāt look like me anymore
And if the world is gonna burn
Everyone should get a turn to light it up
Down and out, Iāve been on the rocks
Iāve been having some pretty dark thoughts
Yeah, I like them a lot
Time and time again, well Iāve tried and failed
To get my act together
And Iāll admit lately things really went off the rails
I know that you deserve better
But in the morning, as I was boarding
The commuter train to work
The boss was calling, he said: āThereās been cutbacks and
Iām sorry youāre the firstā
And If I canāt support the two of us
How can I support a third?
Down and Out, Iāve been on the rocks
Iāve been having some pretty dark thoughts
And Iām on the brink
Fallinā deep into debt
Fallinā deep into drink
I can drown those regrets
I donāt have to think
Now Iām working the night shift
Asleep at the wheel
I was bursting apart like a flame from a spark
Thinkin āJesus, this canāt be for realā
My sweat soaked mattress
Corner of the room
Cigarettes and Matches
In the fading afternoon
And a picture my kid, yeah heās smiling
Itās the first day of school
She said: I found the gun, it was buried beneath
Piles of clothes in the room where your son sleeps
And I canāt pretend, to know how this will end
Passing me by in the pale moonlight
And I sat there forever, three sheets to the wind
Itās not helping my case, the state that Iām in
But itās not how they told you
My intentions were good
I was just bursting apart like the end of the ark
Holding on to whatever I could
A square of light moves its way through the empty room
Across the stained yellow carpet
Like a ghost of myself in the afternoon
Haunting my basement apartment
I looked in to the mirror
Hanging behind my door
The glass was cracked and the man staring back
He donāt look like me anymore
And if the world is gonna burn
Everyone should get a turn to light it up
Down and out, Iāve been on the rocks
Iāve been having some pretty dark thoughts
Yeah, I like them a lot
Time and time again, well Iāve tried and failed
To get my act together
And Iāll admit lately things really went off the rails
I know that you deserve better
But in the morning, as I was boarding
The commuter train to work
The boss was calling, he said: āThereās been cutbacks and
Iām sorry youāre the firstā
And If I canāt support the two of us
How can I support a third?
Down and Out, Iāve been on the rocks
Iāve been having some pretty dark thoughts
And Iām on the brink
Fallinā deep into debt
Fallinā deep into drink
I can drown those regrets
I donāt have to think
Now Iām working the night shift
Asleep at the wheel
I was bursting apart like a flame from a spark
Thinkin āJesus, this canāt be for realā
My sweat soaked mattress
Corner of the room
Cigarettes and Matches
In the fading afternoon
And a picture my kid, yeah heās smiling
Itās the first day of school
She said: I found the gun, it was buried beneath
Piles of clothes in the room where your son sleeps
And I canāt pretend, to know how this will end