Out of My Way Back to You

Out Of My Way Back To You

I'm walking down this road

And in my hand I hold a gun

I'm thirty-four years old

and I've got no where left to run

I'm just about out of floors that I can sleep on

I'm just about out of friends to see me though

I'm just about out of my mind but I keep on

I'm just about out of my way back to you

I walk these empty streets

Of this dirty drunken town

And the earth beneath my feet

That's where I will lie down

I'm just about out of floors that I can sleep on

I'm just about out of friends to see me though

I'm just about out of my mind but I keep on

I'm just about out of my way back to you

Don't treat me like I'm a criminal

Don't act like I'm a bad dream

Don't act like I'm a stranger

I know I've been a fool

Now I'm nearly to your door

Will you let me in

Or will you laugh and say

Oh here we go again

I'm just about out of floors that I can sleep on

I'm just about out of friends to see me though

I'm just about out of my mind but I keep on

I'm just about out of my way back to you

I'm just about out of floors that I can sleep on

I'm just about out of friends to see me though

I'm just about out of my mind but I keep on

I'm just about out of my way back to you

Out of my way back to you

Woooo!