Here’s a little toast to you leaving me all alone, bleeding.
And here’s another toast to you giving up all you own, dreaming.
[x2]

Well, you’ve made out on this last crime…
Like a thief in the night selling crack part time.
But I know your beliefs well surpass mine, 
and I know I’m a [bad word] on the block with a dime 
weighing light, just a knife in my pocket, 
and a heart like a stone, spending all my nights
Trying my best to distinguish your reasons.
Trying my best to distinguish wrong from right.

Here’s a little toast to you leaving me all alone, bleeding.
And here’s another toast to you giving up all you own, dreaming.
[x2]

And I’ll say…
Well, I’ll say…
Yes, I’ll say it again.

You’re a [bad word] for my life, it’s alright.
Treating all my desperate thinking.
I’m offering my life, I’m alright.
I’ll bleed myself with lack of meaning.

Here’s a little toast to you leaving me all alone, bleeding.
And here’s another toast to you giving up all you own, dreaming.
[x2]

Here’s a little toast to you leaving me all alone.
And here’s another toast to you giving up all you own.
[x2]