The Rotting Strip

Blurry eyes half bent and I can't take you sober

Tricking off the rotting strip that we've been trudging under

We ducked into a dim lit room out where the river bends

And turned to walk the burning bridge that we would build

And crossed our hearts half hoping

That we could both quit smoking

And kick the booze and blow

And one day go make something of ourselves

Glory came and went the night we both slipped underneath

The row of oil slicks and ancient ugly lovers

Some they say the price you pay is far too much to spend

But they don't know the cost is fair if for a while

It keeps your heart from crumbling

And we'd take what we want when we knew what we wanted

When we wished we had something to lose

You were a fine young thing crammed in your tight red vinyl jeans

I was a third rate going nowhere burning for nothing to do

Boredom settled in and I can't take you sober

Strewn across the rotting strip that we've been building over

And nothing made its wicked way slow creeping into view

Where we could watch the burning bridge that we half built

Across our hearts now broken

And we could both quit smoking

And kick the booze and blow

And one day go make something of ourselves

And we'd take what we want when we knew what we wanted

When we wished we had something to lose

You were a fine young thing crammed in your tight red vinyl jeans

I was a third rate going nowhere burning for nothing to do

So we branded our hearts and we tasted the stars

Getting wasted by the light of the moon

You were a two-bit tramp I was a lowlife lying scam

We were a bad lay coming undone burning for someone to use