Here's a little toast to you leaving me all alone, bleeding.
And here's another toast to you giving up all you own, dreaming.
[x2]
Well, you've made out on this last crime
Like a thief in the night selling crack part time.
But I know your beliefs well surpass mine,
and I know I'm a whore on the block with a dime
weighing light, just a knife in my pocket,
and a heart like a stone, spending all my nights
Trying my best to distinguish your reasons.
Trying my best to distinguish wrong from right.
Here's a little toast to you leaving me all alone, bleeding.
And here's another toast to you giving up all you own, dreaming.
[x2]
And I'll say
Well, I'll say
Yes, I'll say it again.
You're a crutch for my life, it's alright.
Treating all my desperate thinking.
I'm offering my life, I'm alright.
I'll bleed myself with lack of meaning.
Here's a little toast to you leaving me all alone, bleeding.
And here's another toast to you giving up all you own, dreaming.
[x2]
Here's a little toast to you leaving me all alone.
And here's another toast to you giving up all you own.
[x2]