Borrowed Time
You're running on borrowed time
Holding tight to your last dime
How'd you end up in this kind of shape
You're clothes don't fit and your over weight
I don't mean to judge or be unkind
But it looks like you're running on borrowed time
Your wife took off with the guy next door
Your dog ran away the night before
The lights are turned off and the waters next
Your up to your neck in a dirty mess
I don't mean to judge or be unkind
But it looks like you're running on borrowed time
Everybody's got a little hell to pay
Sometimes it just works out that way
We all roll the dice and take that ride
Hope you make it through to the other side
Your boss just handed you a little pink slip
Said I'm sorry son but that's about it
Makes you wonder why you hung around so long
You could have been should have been would have been gone
I don't mean to judge or be unkind
But it looks like you're running on borrowed time
Well the days are gone when you had it made
Hot little wife a house in the shade
Little bit of bad luck and a twist of fate
Now you can't even sleep in the bed you made
I don't mean to judge or be unkind, but it looks like you're running on borrowed time
Holding tight to your last dime
How'd you end up in this kind of shape
You're clothes don't fit and your over weight
I don't mean to judge or be unkind
But it looks like you're running on borrowed time
Your wife took off with the guy next door
Your dog ran away the night before
The lights are turned off and the waters next
Your up to your neck in a dirty mess
I don't mean to judge or be unkind
But it looks like you're running on borrowed time
Everybody's got a little hell to pay
Sometimes it just works out that way
We all roll the dice and take that ride
Hope you make it through to the other side
Your boss just handed you a little pink slip
Said I'm sorry son but that's about it
Makes you wonder why you hung around so long
You could have been should have been would have been gone
I don't mean to judge or be unkind
But it looks like you're running on borrowed time
Well the days are gone when you had it made
Hot little wife a house in the shade
Little bit of bad luck and a twist of fate
Now you can't even sleep in the bed you made
I don't mean to judge or be unkind, but it looks like you're running on borrowed time
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Writer(s): Jay Wadsworth
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