I caught you sleepin' on a sunset bench
you know the one that kinda looks like %#@!
broken fingers and a bloody chest


I don't think you'll remember this
and then I saw you on the boulevard

tryna sell me someone's credit card
hangin' out with the avenues
comin' down with nothin' to use

and I know, you're getting cold
and I know, you're getting cold
quick stop at the liquor store

you buy a beer and I'll get 30 more
and yes sir, I'm really 24
$#&@ that lets just run for the door

passed out and you're seein' stars
waking up in someone else's car
face down in the spirit ditch

you broke your neck but you legs still twitch
and I know, you're getting cold
and I know, you're getting cold