There's a Bar at the End of Every Road of This Town

I'll leave out all The incriminating details Know that I'm vile Since the accident When I win the point is losing If I lose both it's a draw The fire's out for now But all that's left is the bar I was showing out for you Reaching out for your attention Soft water invades my atmosphere Their Chords vibrate and breathe where I hear Out of control and Out of this hole At least for 10.5 Every strand that touches Me is a lie I was showing out for you Reaching out for your attention