I shot the ivory , I melted your silver
Swung that cold, cold hammer down
I may have broken your months of tears
But what I lost is gone for good.
I took the dollar , I gambled the dice
I sung for your blues every night.
I may have wasted your precious years
But what we lost is gone for good.
I could sail that boat to Asia
Take a flight to Spain
Retrace those streets i know so well of ol' London Town
F*ck off to the West Coast to the desert alone
But what I lost is gone for good
You shook the walls , screamed in the halls
Bit my tongue , scratched out my scars , twisted my clause
Have you found redemption from what we cause
That winter breeze is summertime's curse
Now I've found a way to get on the straight
I find a way sometimes to get laid
I show my teeth to strangers on the street
I tried two times this week to quit cigarettes
But what I've lost is gone for good.