When The Luck Runs Out

Give me one for the road
I'll be good by the time I get home
No one's got to know
Let me sit here a while and drown slow
I'll tell you any lie you wanna know
I was a ball of fire in a pitch black void
Soulless provider till I was destroyed
Now I'm burning down the atmosphere living on a song
One that will take me back to where I come from
I couldn't think of a better time to get gone
See the first time a man bleeds
And the second time a man leads
And the third time a man sits down
There ain't enough poison
To keep from avoiding
The damage I caused in this town
Now I don't have a doubt
That the luck's run out
I feel like the floor of this bar
Battered by sin, soiled and scarred
A familiar feeling, it's old and it's safe
But the least favorite part of this entire place
I love the way it feels but I hate the way it tastes
See the first time a man bleeds
And the second time a man leads
And the third time a man sits down
There ain't enough poison
To keep from avoiding
The damage I caused in this town
Now I don't have a doubt
That the luck's run out
This time around
That the luck's run out
This time around
That the luck's run out
This time around
That the luck's run out
This time around
So give me one for the road
I'll be good by the time I get home