Vices - Silverstein

You can’t see me behind the door

I just heard everything you said

You call him

You’re saying all the things you used to say to me

Who is he?

I never thought you’d drop

That avalanche on me

And be unfaithful

These hotel walls are paper thin

I’m going out

Seven seven with the lime will keep me safe

Long enough to stop the thought of your embrace inside my head

The lies that I’ve been fed

Throw it back behind my lips the pain is gone

Line them up and knock them down

The night goes on and on and on to

Let me cope with this disaster

I’m seven deep

Long brown hair and blue eyes

Looking right at me

Who is she?

I never thought I’d ever think of stepping out

I’ll fight this temptation

This crowded bar is full of sin

I’m going out

Seven seven with the lime will keep me safe

Long enough to stop the thought of your embrace inside my head

The lies that I’ve been fed

Throw it back behind my lips the pain is gone

Line them up and knock them down

The night goes on and on and on to

Let me cope with this disaster

I’m not coming home tonight

I’d rather sleep on the street

I’m not coming home to you

I won’t sleep with the devil

I’m not coming home tonight

I’d rather sleep on the street

I’m not coming home to you

I won’t sleep with the devil

I’m not coming home tonight

I’d rather sleep on the street

I’m not coming home to you

I won’t sleep with the devil

On this city street I’ll rest my head tonight

I’m going out!

Seven seven with the lime will keep me safe

Long enough to stop the thought of your embrace inside my head

The lies that I’ve been fed

Throw it back behind my lips the pain is gone

Line them up and knock them down

The night goes on and on and on to

Let me cope with this disaster