Sometimes You Eat The Bar (Sometimes The Bar Eats You)
Might I have the pleasure tonight? I need the company The dead eyes of the city have got me reeling And I'm not much for dreaming
And you look like a grand hotel Dressed in blue soliloquies You think you can be there for me? And could you help me to wind down?
You can tell me every little secret And I'll be your gun and you can And you can let it bleed if you need to And I won't drop the dime and you can
Cry if you like It gets too much sometimes Cry if you like Until the poison in your eyes just seems to subside
Everybody wants you here They all want to wear you on their best side Boys scream your name and the girls curse your pride Your French confidantes and
They do their best Fred Astaire on the lawn They moan to you all of their favorite songs But you've been hiding here with me Out on the brightest spotlights on the floor
You can tell me every little secret And I'll be your gun and you can And you can let it bleed if you need to And I won't drop the dime and you can
Cry if you like It gets too much sometimes Cry if you like Until the poison in your eyes just seems to...
You can tell me every little secret And I'll be your gun and you can And you can let it bleed if you need to And I won't drop the dime and you can
Cry if you like It gets too much sometimes Cry if you like Until the poison in your eyes just seems to subside