Callin' your name, it's a waste of my breath. There's no reachin' you across this cold and empty bed. Stirrin' up ashes, tryin' to find passion where there's no love left... it's like trying to put smoke back in this cigarette.
Ok, so I went to meet my 2 buddies at the dumpy bar here in town last night. I walk in, start talking with them, and the bartender asks me if I want a beer. I’m only 20 and I figured he woulda carded me, so I said no. He cards me AFTER I say no, I hand him my id, that says I’m 20 by the way, then he hands it back to me and says thanks…how in the hell does that work??