Slip

No one twisting his arm

Okay, 1,2,3 now

Well, I should have spent tonight out finding some good ledge

It's time to look at long shots, the cheap end of the wedge

You used to hear our fights half a block away

I'm wondering now which ones I could have lost to make her stay

Well, I call a friend of mine and say I haven't heard a thing

The world has made you tired, wound down the driving spring

He says you're still a child and I hope you never change

But I can't jump at every chance that's moving out of range

Second hand slow now

I don't know how

Hours got right of way

On the verge of a perfect day

The slate I got clean won't stay clean long

And the love I got over won't stay gone

But the pain of the slip through fingers lingers on

Well, run the blacktop circuit, find the ethnic buys

Who is going to love this place when the trade route dies

Gassed to make the coast homes, roll the windows tight

Young men it's not your concern where money spends the night

I...

New top guns I say glad to shake your hand

Lots don't get so lucky and luck is what will stand

Find you've got no grip on anything that lasts

And all you party boys had best get serious and fast

Hearts at each side go

High now then low

What will make the race?

Maybe leaving without a trace

The slate I got clean won't stay clean long

And the love I got over won't stay gone

But the pain of the slip through fingers lingers on

The slate I got clean won't stay clean long

And the love I got over won't stay gone

But the pain of the slip through fingers lingers on