Gave myself a good grade
On barely losing my sh**
My heart was pounding the drums
And the claves were my lips
Then you played a riff
So echoed I almost lost my grip
Cause we've been tied down
To the tracks again
And we're still holding hands
It's revealing knotted feelings
Cotton mouth it's dusty out
And between my teeth it's ground
It's no shows in the big roles
We're in the center of this town
Waiting for an outcome
Is an evergrowing crowd
Cause we've been stood up
Back to back again
Ten paces to know
I will shoot high while you reload
Said goodbye with all I had picked up
What was left you don't need protecting
And I'm a bad dog nonetheless
Would have let you clip my nails
If you only asked