You better watch yourself this time
Or you're waiting in a long line
Of kicking off a slow crime
I guess the Devil wouldn't have you
But you're used to what you're used to
You always seem to somehow make it through
I know, I let myself go but
I try to lay low but it's so hard to be alone
I know I never took my own advice
Chased a couple rollin' dice somewhere I don't belong
I can't make myself be good, I wish I could
Somewhere my conscience turned to petrified old wood
I can't make myself do right on Friday night
When all these shadows, they get bigger and bigger in the light
Another night another rope burn
Well I guess that it was my turn
To wash all of the pain down
Maybe you were just a decoy
It doesn't matter much to me, noise
It covered up the voices I don't want to hear
I let myself go again
I tried to let you go, but it's so hard to be alone
I know I never take my own advice
I get tired of playin nice and cut right to the bone
I can't make myself be good, I wish I could
Somewhere my conscience turned to petrified old wood
I can't make myself do right on Friday night
When all these shadows, they get bigger and bigger in the light
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I can't make myself be good, I wish I could
Somewhere my conscience turned to petrified old wood
I can't make myself do right on Friday night
When all these shadows they get bigger and bigger in the light
Bigger in the light