You're gonna get yourself killed now
That's what she used to say to me
Like a daring high-wire, that gets paid by the hour
Warnings mean nothing to me
I don't need your solutions
She'd say with snark and glee
But the block is losing power, and this motel's by the hour
So we should probably leave
As long as it's prior to midnight
I haven't caught my stride
As long as it's done after twilight
It washes out with the tide
Whatever happens in Vegas...
She used to hit me with that line
But I'd get devoured, and stumble 'round for hours
Watch my life unwind
As long as it's prior to midnight
I haven't caught my stride
As long as it's done after twilight
It washes out with the tide
I don't think this is working
The last thing she had to say
Now she's getting sour and colder by the hour
As I just fade away
As long as it's prior to midnight
I haven't caught my stride
As long as it's done after twilight
It washes out with the tide
The longer you're looking at hindsight
The more the damage's implied
Regret is always finite
And washes out with the tide
You're gonna get yourself killed now
That's what she used to say to me
I don't need your solutions
She'd say with snark and glee
Whatever happens in Vegas...
She always lived that way
I don't think this is working
The last thing I heard her say