Borrowed Time

I’ve been dead and buried for quite a while
Livin’ on lead and octane and dry heaves
Keep your face glued to the tiles

And I’ve been known to end the life of a light
Dyin’ on glue and war paint and dry heaves
Keep you lips stitched a mile

Cause I’ve been
I’ve been livin’ on borrowed time
I’ve been
I’ve been livin’ on borrowed time

I’ve been bloody mary to your gin soaked tom
120mph a fifth gear black out, son
Sittin’ on weight, the big one’s comin’ through
Did it all mean nothin’, all mean nothing to you

Cause I’ve been
I’ve been livin’ on borrowed time
I’ve been
I’ve been livin’ on borrowed time

I’ve been, I’ve been…right!

Please give it to me
The only thing that I live for
So won’t you give it to me?
The only thing that I’m here for

And don’t ask me no questions
Cause I don’t know a fucking thing
About nothing you say
And I’m damned to do the same low-down thing
That I did anyway
So won’t you give it to me?