Classifieds (Album Version)

My life reads like the classifieds

Pages of what's for sale, what's on the auction block?

Attention, bidders, it's lot forty-five

He's got a decent voice, he's got that crooked smile

Hold on, you haven't heard the best yet

He writes good storylines, he's got those honest eyes

So, take him up, for just nine ninety-five

He'll sing the songs you like, he'll keep you warm at night, at night

Back down, cash out, that's the city for ya

Break down and back out, and get what's coming to you

When you said you were falling apart

I thought you meant that you were falling apart

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

I'm not the type to forget about nights like this

When every single move that I make is documented and scored for style points, for once

Ambitious one, now holds a smoking gun

And if I die in my sleep, are you still willing to be everything you promised you would be?

Back down, cash out, that's the city for ya

Break down and back out, and get what's coming to you

When you said you were falling apart

I thought you meant that you were falling apart

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Will you be the first one to tell the neighborhood the papers?

And all my family and friends that still care

Did you buy what I sold and did you feel what I told you?

I hope that you still do, will you?

Promise yourself, that this isn't all that we've got

Back down, cash out, that's the city for ya

Break down and back out, and get what's coming to you

When you said you were falling apart

I thought you meant that you were falling apart

Back down, cash out, that's the city for ya

Break down and back out, and get what's coming to you

When you said you were falling apart

I thought you meant that you were falling apart

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh