Warning Streets

Should we put up a fight?

Should we let it be?

I get tired of touching gloves in the warning streets

And I get drunk

You get mean

Said some words I won't forget

And you said 'em so clean

How long been hiding 'em?

How long you been hiding?

Hidin' out in your little scene

With your calculated schemes

You can run all the numbers, you won't run me

Should we call it night?

Should we let this thing go?

I get tired of being gone

You get tired of home

Then I grow restless

And you grow cold

You're fed up with living mine

You've got dreams of your own

How long been hiding 'em?

How long you been hiding?

Hidin' out in your little scene

With your calculated schemes

You can run all the numbers, you won't run me

You won't run me

These days, I only see you walk away from me

And all our second guessin' echoes through the warning streets

I got tired of bein' right

In knowin' it was wrong

Fightin' in the night

Then ridin' out the storm

But finally we might

Be findin' where we both agree

How long you been hiding?

How long you been hiding?

Hidin' out in your little scene

With your calculated schemes

You can run all the numbers, you won't run me

All the times you had me with my back against the ropes

My towel feeling fit to be thrown

There's no prize to be won when you both leave alone

When you both leave alone