Someone Else's Blood

One, two, three

You can beg and steal and borrow

You can drag my name in mud

But you know that come tomorrow

I won't be bleeding someone else's blood

Don't it make you nervous

Howling at the moon?

Don't it stand to reason

You gave me up too soon?

Is it such a bargain

To have your pound of flesh?

Does it give you more now?

Do you want it less?

You can beg and steal and borrow

You can drag my name in mud

But you know that come tomorrow

I won't be bleeding someone else's blood

Is it not enough, baby?

Or is it all too much?

Just a little further

Or tell me, have you lost your touch?

You can beg and steal and borrow

You can drag my name in mud

But you know that come tomorrow

I won't be bleeding someone else's blood

So you can beg and steal and borrow

Go on, drag my name in mud

But you know that come tomorrow

I won't be bleeding someone else's blood

You can drag my name in mud

But you know that come tomorrow (tomorrow)

Yes, you know that come tomorrow (tomorrow)

If I make it to tomorrow

I won't be bleeding someone else's blood