(10) And Counting

I can remember when

There were times I thought we'd never eat again

And salvation was our drinking

Things were different then

It was five of us against the world but then

The world sure seemed much smaller

Broken down, down and out

Out of gas, out of food, without a doubt

Broken up, up in arms

Armed to the teeth with ways to kill the pain

I was around back when we would fight each other for a couch or bed

Though we'd never end up sleeping

We could rely on friends through the good, the bad, the ugly times that

We spent together when we were

Stealing our daily bread, naming vans until they all became our friends

At least until they left us

Broken down, down and out

Out of gas, out of food, without a doubt

Broken up, up in arms

Armed to the teeth with ways to kill the pain

I wouldn't trade these drunken days to be like you

And say "I willll be safe, I'm just waiting for

Waiting for life to start."

You can hate what we create

But we'll be standing here when everything falls apart

Broken down, down and out

Out of gas, out of food, without a doubt

Broken up, up in arms

Armed to the teeth with ways to kill the pain