Northbound sittin on a southbound train No money in your pocket and youre left sittin in the rain Two way ticket down a one way track Donβt know where youre headed but you know you aint comin back
It feels like ive reached the bottom but its Still a long way down So I ask, the bartender To pour me another round
Stars donβt have to fall for you to know that its night Whats left is all youβve got when youre all out of the right Started at the ending donβt know where to begin And so it goes, no one knows about the shape I'm in
It feels like ive reached the bottom but its Still a long way down So I ask, the bartender To pour me another round (CJM 2013)