the saturated sun dries me up
and i collapse into another home
and you say when you go you will have a song
written on words that can't keep up
and now i lay in bed
and press my head on the cordless telephone
like whales we call out in high noise
and so we stand in the middle of the road
and suddenly it's all clear to me
the world is growing empty
a Roman Colosseum that tourists just pass to see
well you collide like suicide
so lets give it a shot we load up our guns
and wait for the hunt
two, three, four

what a sin
as you left me i sat on the side of a tree
and there was a bottle in front of me
the ant lays near the glass i drink
so i take its life and realize there's some strength still inside
these hands that bleed, but it's something people won't preach
and so we talk to God
under a dying star
that used to be a sun, but now it's all gone
so if we disappear we won't remember at all

so drink that liquor down my love
and we won't burn alone
so drink that liquor down my love
and we won't burn alone
so you drink this liquor down my love
and we won't burn alone
yeah you're drinking this liquor hard and down
so we won't burn alone