of night When everything could change Tonight's the kind of night When everything could change And the rumble strip crack and the rattling frame He had a pulse on his head And
own way [Bridge] On my last night on earth, I won't look to the sky Just breathe in the air and blink in the light On my last night on earth, I'll pay
of friends And we called ourselves The Devil's Playhouse Influences like Bruce and the Band And we'd sing and play simple 3-chord rock and roll And
Looking through the photos you find in my drawer Laughing so hard, you're rolling around on the floor At all the bad haircuts and smoking cigarettes A
his ways Gonna change, gonna change his ways And it feels like his new life can start And it feels like heaven And it feels like his new life can start And
You sat with the man Threw it all away And you dream of the bows They fall away And you hope that you won't See it falling again And you'll sing, day
and hell? Is this the line where I get up and walk out? Is this the line where you get drunk and you yell? She fixes her makeup Treading lightly on
to know How far the anger in someone can really make them go Her tangled hair and mud stains on her knees Bruised ribs and rips on the side of her jeans
my chance to come Well, it takes real guts to be alone Goin' head to head with the great unknown But there is no sweeter sound On the Kings Road unbound And