Curtains don't match the drapes
Yea this guitar it don't match the sound
And I still got these nervous shakes
Every time you come around
And my clock breaks at eleven
I don't think I'll make it out to the show
I've been doing time on 97
Yeah I'll let you know how it goes
Everybody's got it in for somebody
See but I don't wanna be that someone
What's all this talk round town baby
Can you tell me what good it's done
Now that we're strangers in the same room tonight
In the lowlights
In the lowlights
Well by now I thought I'd be living out east
Rolling with some 6 shooter Queen Street choir
Yea but the Bourgeoisie still sing in harmony, man
You and I'll be caught on separate sides of that wire
And I think cop cars look like sharks
Every time I drive down this road
How long you willing to live in the darkness baby
Before you get too old
Everybody's got it in for somebody
No but I don't wanna be that someone
So what's all this talk round town baby
Can you tell me what good it's done
Now we're strangers in the same room tonight
In the lowlights
In these lowlights
I've been hiding out too long
In these lowlights
My curtains don't match the drapes
Yea this guitar it don't match the sound
And I still got these nervous shakes
Every time you come around
Every time you come around
Every time