Bare Bones

Outta town girls

They all just want a chance to see the cityscape

And lead a looser game with all the town boys

They all just want a chance with 'em

I understand you can bet your bare bones

She'll be coming back for more, and what for?

Should've called, should've wrote her a note for her

'Fore you closed that door

Some closure, you know she told ya

She loved the way you speak

To her in the margins

Of the postcard she keeps from you

Where are the marks of your failed arts?

Have your daydreams been keeping you clean?

No, you never say what you need to make me believe

You're the one that means it

I hope it ain't you, I hope it ain't you to let me down

Don't fail me now, I'm running thin

And I've just begun to wonder

When you'll let me in, in, in, in, in

I've got Jesus in my eye, and the devil in the corner

Making rye, whiskey, and gin

Don't you say that ain't him

You should've seen him when he came in

He said the Yankees played today

They played but in the eighth the Sox, they clutched the game

At least the Mets are getting laid

Oh yeah, that's what they say

Bet your bare bones

Everybody everywhere is coming to your party

I heard this was the place to be, yeah

Not a lot that you can't get for free here

Where are the scars of your failed arts?

Have your daydreams been keeping you clean?

No, you never say what you need to make me believe

You're the one that means it

But I hope it ain't you

I hope it ain't you, to let me down

Don't fail me now, I'm running thin

I've just begun to wonder

When you'll let me in, in, in, in, in