10 O'Clock

Well it's 10 O'clock at night As I question my whole life And I think to myself oh how it stings As I ponder and I guess How I got out of this mess Cause the way that I've been livin I should be dead I should be planning my last meal With the devil make a deal Call my ma and tell her she was right Can't even call it a bender I'm a permanent offender Make some room dear lord Might be tonight Your trouble my tribulation Every time I change the station I drive all night to wind up at your door Sometimes it seems like it's the sun You've been tryin to outrun And I don't think I can take it anymore Ever since the night we met I haven't won a single bet But you'll find me at the table every night I've been up and inside out But I never had a doubt I met my match and you are the light I met my match and you are the light I should be planning my last meal With the devil make a deal Call my ma and tell her she was right Can't even call it a bender I'm a permanent offender I met my match and you are the light I met my match and you are the light I met my match and you are the light I met my match and you are the light