Hey babe, I think you're under the knife,
You won't listen to me.
You ain't in prison but you're servin' life,
Just you wait and see.
I bet you thought it was the great escape,
I think you might've been wrong.
But if you're right I'll just kiss you goodnight,
Already long, long, gone.
I can't fight it, I ain't gonna fight it,
Even to save my life.
I can't get ya face to face,
I think you're under the knife.
You're gonna be there every day,
I hope it's where you wanted to be.
I hope that he treats you real good,
I hope that he'll keep you free.
I don't think that you deserve me babe,
I wouldn't bet that anyone does.
But if you decide that I'm still worth a try,
I still remember the buzz.
I can't fight it, I won't try to fight it,
Even to save your life.
I can't get ya face to face,
I hope you ain't under the knife.
When we were good it used to scare me to death,
I sure remember it well.
Lathered it sweat an' both fighting for breath,
Gave each other hell.
I know I ain't yours an' you sure ain't mine,
We both took real good care of that.
So roll your dice, and I hope you feel nice,
I'll find somewhere to hang my hat.
I won't fight it, I ain't gonna fight it,
Even to save your life.
I can't get ya face to face,
I think we're under the knife.
(I think we're under the knife). |
