They're picking up pieces of me While they're picking up pieces of you In a bag you will be before the day is over While you're looking for somewhere to be Or looking for someone to do Stupid me to believe that I could trust in stupid you And on the back of my hand Were directions I could understand Now that old buzzer Johnny Walker Has gone and ruined all our plans Our best mate plans
Don't leave me here to pass through time Without a map or road sign Don't leave me here, my guiding light 'Cause I, I wouldn't know where to begin I ask the kings of medicine
They're picking up pieces of me While they're picking up pieces of you Lying on ice you will be before the day is over So case in point, baby That you never thought it through Stupid me to believe I could depend on stupid you And on the tip of my tongue Were words that always came out wrong 'Cause they were drowned in southern comfort Left to dry out in the sun, the noon day sun
Don't leave me here to pass through time Without a map or road sign Don't leave me here, my guiding light 'Cause I, I wouldn't know where to begin I ask the kings of medicine But it seems they've lost their power Now all I'm left with is the hour
Don't leave me here to pass through time Without a map or road sign Don't leave me here, my guiding light 'Cause I, I wouldn't know where to begin I ask the kings of medicine But it seems they've lost their power Now all I'm left with is the hour
Don't leave me here Don't leave me here, oh no I wouldn't know where to begin