Desperate

Every day and night, we're laid out, we're desperate

Every day and night, we're bloodied, we're broken

Every day and night

Every day and night

He sits and waits at the bar

He scans the room for a mark and puts the bodies to work

(We're laid out)

Raises the glass to his lips

Drinks and tries to forget the bodies washing ashore

(We're desperate)

Long for the taste and the sting

The joy and pain that it brings

To help quiet the nerves

Came back home with a curse

(We're bloodied)

The bend, guilt and the weight

The bane of blood in his veins

A rotting gut full of hurt

"I'll take the blame I deserve

Let the cold world do its worst"

"We try to hide from death but it keeps calling us in"

Trialed, empty, erased

He wears the years on his face

Thumbs a coin in his palm

"One more for luck, then I'm gone"

"We try to hide from death but it keeps calling us in"

"I'll take the blame I deserve

Let the cold world"

Every day and night, we're laid out, we're desperate

Every day and night, we're bloodied, we're broken

Every day and night

Every day and night