Where the Lost Souls Go

I wake up in the street like a bum in the rain
Drunk when I'm awake beats living in pain
Might be losing love but I'm winning this game
I'm doing this wrong without an ounce of shame

I'll take what I want when I'm on my way out
So nothing from you when all you own is doubt
One foot's out the door with my whole heart too
No matter what you say I'm fucking leaving you
Last night I met a chick who speaks a different tongue
When hers crossed mine communication begun
Out in the alley post coital cigarette
I'm far away from you who I'll try to forget

Every Friday night I reach an all time low
But you're still the place where the lost souls go
What happens next? Well I don't know
But you're still the place where the lost souls go

(Yeah you are)

Want break up sex but I can't get it up
I been fucking too much like a down and dirty mutt
I left my heart in a strippers G-String
I been snorting and mounting and drinking every thing
She's a bad girl-I'm a bad boy-You're a lousy lay
The more your lips move the less you can say
My freedom awaits but you're still on my mind
Well maybe I'll stay if I'm out of my mind

Every Friday night I reach an all time low
But you're still the place where the lost souls go
What happens next? Well I don't know
But you're still the place where the lost souls go

All you gave me is in a box that I'll throw
But you're still the place where the lost souls go
You can beg you can plead or you can even blow
But you're still the place where the lost souls go

Every Friday night I reach an all time low
But you're still the place where the lost souls go
What happens next? Well I don't know
But you're still the place where the lost souls go

Fuck you



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Adams Ii
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