I draw them on reckless, etched in
Scratched in like resurrection
Your sins are killing you and you can bet they'll get me too
I've got to give some to get some

Mining in the river, standing in the rain
Down on your knees as you heave at the drain

You can lead a whore to water
And you can bet she'll drink and follow orders
And I said, "Is this what you wanted? Is this what you needed?"
Give it some more time

Tonight I'm going to a party
But its already started without me
I aced philosophy and mastered the art of spiritual phrase
I've got to give some to get some

The disco ball spins away another year
I wish you a broken heart and a happy new year

You can lead a whore to water
And you can bet she'll drink and follow orders
And I said, "Is this what you wanted? Is this what you needed?"
Give it some more time, some more time
Only three words come to mind ("True Till' Death")

You can lead a whore to water
And you can bet she'll drink and follow orders
And I said, "Is this what you wanted? Is this what you needed?"
Give it some more time