Call it what it is
Don't leave me waiting
Cut your face again
Winter lie fading
Whiskey in the jar
Old man's at the pawnshop
Walked off in his robe
Kids at the bus stop
I once had it made
Never strayed
Very far
And it's Steven on the breeze
Calling out for the keys
I want to stand on the edge again
I want to step off
(Ooh ooh)
Playing where it lands
Calling for hours
Easy on the sand
Hard in the showers
Scuff my blinded shoes
Smoke up in the alley
You disappear again
With (?)
Oh no
I once tried to say
In the gray concrete yard
And they looked the other way
As Steven went in hard
I want to stand on the edge again
I want to step off
(Ooh ooh)
(Ooh ooh ooh)
(Ooh ooh)
I want to
I want to go