Tragically Hip, The "Killing Time" |
I need your confidence Need to know you're mine When it gets right down To the killing time I know your heart is bad But it's all I've ever had We can live you lives On this righteous crime. I got kicked when I was down And a sailor took my girl to town Then she licked my wounds With the sea dog's salt I drank a half a bottle of Jack Swore I'd never take you back By the bottle's end I was on that phone. What you call compromise I don't understand What call compromise I don't understand. How do you walk away? How do you walk away? How do you walk away? From a woman That gone and done you wrong? Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |