It's like this sometimes, when the night gets quiet and the people clear out.
I think it over in my head, playin' back on repeat. Pause here, pause there...study the details. Watching them very closely. In the end 90% of the whole ordeal is inconclusive. I just don't fucking know. I may very well never know. So I take another drink and tell myself that I can't live like that.
The one thing I reach a surety on is that come to the showdown the only thing I know is this, I'm afraid of the outcome. The only outcome I can reasonably see occuring. Sometimes it's the way things go though.
The one thing I reach a surety on is that come to the showdown the only thing I know is this, I'm afraid of the outcome. The only outcome I can reasonably see occuring. Sometimes it's the way things go though.