My life reads like the classfieds
Pages of what's for sale; what's on the auction block
Attention bidders! It's Lot 45
He's got a decent voice, he's got that crooked smile
Hold on, you haven't heard the best yet
He writes good storylines, he's got those honest eyes
So take him home for just nine ninety-five
He'll sing the songs you like, he'll keep you warm at night
Back down, cash out, that's the city for you
Break down and back out, and get what's coming to you
When you said you were falling apart
I thought you meant that you were falling apart
Oh
I'm not the type to forget about nights like this
When every single move that I make
Is documented and scored for style points
The once ambitious one now holds the smoking gun
And if I die in my sleep, are you still willing to be everything you promised
you would be?
Back down, cash out, that's the city for you
Breack down and back out, and get what's coming to you
When you said you were falling apart
I thought you meant that you were falling apart
Oh
Will you be the first one to tell the neighborhood papers
And all my family and friends that still care?
Did you buy what I sold and did you feeel what I told you?
I hope that you still do
Will you promise yourself that this isn't all we've got?
Back down, cash out, that's the city for you
Break down and back out, and get what's coming to you
When you said you were falling apart
I thought you meant that you were falling apart
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