But they all look so ugly and mean when you're sober
You've auctioned away all your crimson and clover
And Ronny leaves lines out and lights up the curtain
You know what you're doing, you know it for certain
The last thing I saw, they were reading your rights
If you're gonna go down, then you're going down fighting
As long as you're bent
And as long as they're watching
You're gonna make rent
You got no other option

What?
Did you think you were worth my while?
Did you think I would cramp my style?
That if I had a say in it
That I'd sit here and bite my lip and listen
What?

What?
Do you think that [bad word] off bored?
Paid a fortune to be ignored?
Did you think that [bad word] here out
of the goodness of my own heart

To work on an assembly line of broken hearts?
Not supposed to fix them, only strip and sell the parts

It’s hard to work
On an assembly line of broken hearts

Not supposed to fix them, only strip and sell the parts

Your bicycle's chained to the fence outside
There's plenty of offers, but you won't ride
How you pedal in those is a miracle
miracle

And you laugh at yourself
As you speed through the red lights