Shit Outta Luck

It’s been too long so I’ll just wait in bed, I saw her face a million before it ever stuck in my head I’ve seen them dancing on the streets and I’ve paid them to go home, I spend my hard earned dead presidents at least they’ll leave you alone You call they come, there’s nothing in between They make it look so easy on the silver screen You’re still bitter and trying to settle the score but no one cares about that anymore We’re all up here and we’re doing alright, all our stories are sealed up tight Now I’m light as a feather, I haven’t been to work in days, but I’ll be saving up for the next time I hear you say Can you come I’m stuck and you always pick me up I’m broke and drunk so I guess that you’re shit outta luck You call they come there’s nothing in between, they make it look so easy on the silver screen Can you come in stuck and you always pick me up, I’m broke and drunk so I guess that you’re shit outta luck