Every thought that I repent,
There's another chip you haven't spent,
And you're cashing them all in,
Where do we begin. To get clean again,
Can we get clean again.
I walk home alone with you, And the mood you're born into,
Sometimes you let me in, And I take it on the chin.
I can't get clean again. I want to know, Can we get clean again,
The God of Wine comes crashing through the headlights of a car
that, took you farther than you thought you'd ever want to go,
We can't get back again, We can't get back again

She takes a drink and then she waits,
The alcohol it permeates,
And soon the cells give way, And cancels out the day.

I can't keep it all together
(It's the wound, stuck underneath the moon.)
I know I know I know I know I know I know I know...I can't keep it all together
(It's the wound, stuck underneath the moon.)
And the siren's song that is your madness,
Holds a truth I can't erase, All alone on your face.

Every glamorous sunrise, Throws the planets out of line,
A star sign out of whack, A fraudulent zodiac.
And the God of Wine is crouched down in my room,
You let me down, I said it,
Now I'm going down, you're not even around.
And I said no no no no no no no no no...

I can't keep it all together,
(It's the wound, stuck underneath the moon.)
I know I know I know I know I know I know I know...I can't keep it all together,
(It's the wound, stuck underneath the moon.)
And there's a memory of a window, Looking through I see you.
Searching for something, I could never give you,
There's someone who understands you more than I do.
A sadness I can't erase. All alone on your face