Bankrupt (Live)

When I was 21 I took a lover who was 38 He was a broken, burned out shell of a man But I guess I could relate I forgave him his addictions While the black beans simmered on the stove We never once pretended that he did not have a wife Oh, what a wicked web we wove He said, Babe, draw me a bath I'm gonna rinse my sins right down the drain Of your old clawfoot tub Just my intentions will remain He swore he would leave Like a fool I believed him I'm always standing in line Trying to cash checks from the emotionally bankrupt When he could no longer stomach Any more little white lies He broke it off and left me cryin' in the pouring rain Beneath black Midwestern skies She took to comin' into my work While I was tending bar Could feel her starin' at my back while I was crackin' beers Wondering how he fell so far He swore he would leave Like a fool I believed him I'm always standing in line Tryin I'm always standin in line Tryin