Lyrics

Someone is sleeping on my street I step over them because I need my coffee Someone is playing in the hall I hope they don't grow up at all And burn my house down I don't think I ever sleep There are too many things I need I don't think I ever sleep There's nothing here I really need Someone smells like piss and shit I guess it's only appropriate If you could see my elbow Still, I know my liquor store And what's in the rice and beans While I have nothing to move I don't think I ever sleep There are too many things I need I don't think I ever sleep There's nothing here I really need My landlord's coming around again And I don't catch a word he says I guess it's not important Junkies lying in the hall It's not romantic here at all It's just a cheap excuse to be driven to drink Driven to drink, driven to drink Driven to drink, driven to drink, driven to drink Driven to drink, driven to drink, driven to drink Driven to drink, driven to drink, driven to drink