Get High, See Mice

I was gonna lie and steal my way to the stars
 I was gonna do it from the front seat of your un-registered car
 I was gonna pull my blindfold over everyone
 I was gonna find a way of making you fall for me when I was done
 But I'm not that young and I'm not that dumb anymore
 No I'm not that young and I'm not that dumb anymore
 Always
 Holding hands under the table
 With a keen eye for whoever's more available
 Dotted your signatures with love hearts on every little note
 Left the first name blank in case someone caught your eye while you wrote
 And it's taken me this long to think with anything but your hips
 And I always hated the taste of your pushy, drunken, alcoholic, ashtray lips
 But the city gets pretty for those few hours when the trains aren't running
 And I'm knocking down my door in advance
 'Cause the wolves are coming, the wolves are coming
 Oh you pity me on the corner of Johnson and Brunswick
 Singing my heart out for loose change with my acoustic
 Spending rainy days indoors trying to turn other people's protest songs into beautiful music
 And I'm haunted by the ghosts of my more famous friends
 I spend every season complaining waiting for the season to end
 I like to think that I'm encompassing but I'm always getting comfortable
 You never gave me twenty minutes just to catch
 my
 breath
 You were kissing me
 Or fucking someone else
 But the city gets pretty for those few hours when the trains aren't running
 And I'm knocking down my door in advance
 'Cause the wolves are coming, the wolves are coming
 And I'm not coming back
 To the bars we used to drink at
 Or the drinks we used to sleep
 All the people we used to drink with
 Became the people that we used and
 Ever since you said you saw a mouse in my house
 Every single time I get high I see mice
 And the people that we used to drink with
 Became the people that we used
 But the city gets pretty for those few hours when the trains aren't running
 What's that
 I think I hear the wolves coming
 But the city gets pretty for those few hours when the trains aren't running
 And I think I hear the wolves coming
 I'm knocking down my door in advance
 'Cause the wolves are coming, the wolves are coming