Where The Cutthroats Stay

Lyrics

[Intro] What's left to make my way [Verse 1] Now, fingertips tapped into your pulse Hold my breath till I'm blue in the face for the results You cursed every cloud in the sky Good news, I guess you're alive Bloodshot, bloodshot pride Five o'clock shadow blockin' out your four o'clock high Your four o'clock high There go four more reasons I should walk on by You tell me if it ain't broke, it must be a joke And then you broke it on down with the microscope Look into my eye, call me a liar Look dead in my deathbed and call me alive It was 5:05 on the spot Just lost boys and transit cops Now here comes the bride, her dress ain't right I can see why he's late, streets slept this night, now [Hook] What's left but to make my way Way down where the cutthroats stay What's left but to make my way Way down, way down where the parasites play What's left but to make my way Way down where the cutthroats stay What's left but to make my way Way down, way down where the parasites play [Verse 2] Got a long-winded story Now I'll do us both a favor, give you the short Better yet, why don't you tell it for me Full moon, half a bottle on the Mississippi shores My tracks leading back to the black sheep They never cry wolf, they never fall asleep Trash heap for a sense of class All my jokes from last week just went so fast, now [Hook] What's left but to make my way Way down where the cutthroats stay What's left but to make my way Way down, way down where the parasites play What's left but to make my way Way down where the cutthroats stay What's left but to make my way Way down, way down where the parasites play [Outro] Make my way, where the cutthroats stay Make my way, where the parasites play