Darlin’ to be alone
The other foot’s ‘bout to fall
And the wicked ways of your love
They’re catchin’ up to you, doll

Whoever’s been sleepin’
in your bed is gone
Your ice on the bottle
Your clothes on the lawn

You stand too long, sweetheart
This horse has a gift
Do you imagine the scars
of teeth comin’ down on your lips?

There is no sweetness in turning
The blade now under your chin
now, since it looks like you’re learning
You’re no match for what you’ve gotten in

Now, welcome back to the ground
I settle in, there’s no doubt
That you’ve already taken
The easy way out

You’d see the humor in there
If you saw it from where I sit
That I was just being funny
When I said that you were better than this

There may be still room for change
Now, Rome was not built in a day
But you would think at this point
That you’d at least have got under way

There is no pleasure in working
You over the coals again
now, since it looks like you’re learning
You’re no match for what you’ve gotten in

I may be down for the count
I may not get up again
Now, you could say I gave out
But that I never gave in

Now this is where you’ll say when
It is no secret that you’re hurting
You are now and you were then
At the darkest part of the dead end

The wolves have backed you to the ledge
Now, you’ll need the strength of one dozen men
Without me you’ll see that it gets
Much harder than you ever suspect

There is no glory in taking
you back now under my wing
now, since it looks like you’re learning
You’re no match for what you’ve gotten in