I don't see you through the windshield
I don't see you in faces looking back at me
Alcohol doesn't have much that matters to say
And imagine where you and time to kill will stay
(refrão)
The bible is a bottle and the hardwood floor is home
When morning comes twice a day or not at all
If I break in two, will you put me back together
When this puzzle's figured out will you still
Be around
To say you've just been there
Walk in a line
upside down
Walk and breathe many a cancerous mile
When the bat of an eye is too slow to beat the coughing
They won't show it on the TV
They can't say it on the radio
But it's moving off the shelf and into our lives
Till you can't tell the truth when it's right in front of your eyes
(refrão)