Scoundrel Days

Was that somebody screaming?

It wasn't me for sure

I lift my head up from uneasy pillows

Put my feet on the floor

Cut my wrist on a bad thought

And head for the door

Outside on the pavement

A dog makes a noise

I can feel the sweat on my lips

Leaking into my mouth

I'm heading out for the steep hills

They're leaving me no choice

And see

As our lives are in the making

We believe

Through the lies and the hating

That love goes free

For want of an option

I run the wind 'round

I dream pictures of houses burning

Never knowing nothing else to do

And with death comes the morning

Unannounced and new

Was it too much to ask for?

To pull a little weight

They forgive everything but greatness

These are scoundrel days

And I'm close to calling out their names

As pride hits my face

Yeah!

And see

As our lives are in the making, oh no, no

We believe

Through their lies and the hating

That love goes free

Through scoundrel days

Oh no, no

I reach the edge of town

(I reach the edge of town)

I've got blood in my hair

(I've got blood in my hair)

Their hands touch my body

(Hands touch my body)

From everywhere

(Everywhere)

But I know that I've made it

(I'm down on my knees)

As I run into the air

Oh no! Yeah

And see

As our lives are in the making, love, love

We believe

Through their lies and the hating

That love goes free

Through scoundrel days