It's getting ready to pournStreetlights flicker on againnOnce more it's time to descendninto the end of another long daynA week 'til the fourth a month 'til this dump's dead endnBut this heart is mine to lend not just anyone's to take awaynnWatery eyes I got all choked upnpaper-thin walls keep it downnAll the bad habits that you took onnare coming out more every roundnnAll the cars are splashing bynin a hurry to get their drivers homenHave one of them take you alongnthe first good safe chance I getnMaybe Earth's core can pull on your empty headnand someone else can pretendnthat your skin doesn't get in the waynnGet your head upnThe end is nearnNo one said this would be funnOne short drivenOne long pull on the trigger of a loaded gunnnThere goes the waternTurn those headlights offnIt's hot as hell and the extra wattage wears me downnlike a wick eaten up by the flamenDrains overflownThe gutter's slow and chokednIt came and stole my friend and left a caricature of a joke