Vices Songtext

von Silverstein

You can’t see me behind the door; I just heard everything you said.
You call him; you’re saying all the things you used to say to me.
Who is he? I never thought you’d drop the avalanche on me, and be unfaithful.
These hotel walls are paper thin. I’m going out.

Seven-Seven with a lime will keep me safe,
Long enough to stop the thought of your embrace inside my head.
The lies that I’ve been fed.
Throw it back behind my lips. The pain is gone.
Line ’em up and knock ’em door, the night goes on and on and on,
To let me cope with this disaster.

I’m seven deep, long brown hair and blue eyes looking right at me.
Who is she? I never thought I’d ever think of stepping out.
I’ll fight this temptation.
This crowded bar is full of sin. I’m going out.

Seven-Seven with a lime will keep me safe,
Long enough to stop the thought of your embrace inside my head.
The lies that I’ve been fed.
Throw it back behind my lips. The pain is gone.
Line ’em up and knock ’em door, the night goes on and on and on,
To let me cope with this disaster.

I’m not coming home tonight. I’d rather sleep on the street.
I’m not coming home to you; I won’t sleep with the devil. [x3]

On this city street, I’ll rest my head tonight.

Seven-Seven with a lime will keep me safe,
Long enough to stop the thought of your embrace inside my head.
The lies that I’ve been fed.
Throw it back behind my lips. The pain is gone.
Line ’em up and knock ’em door, the night goes on and on and on,
To let me cope with this disaster.