The game must be loaded, cause I never win these things never did treat me good. but keep the fire warm, dear and Ill see you again Lord knows that someday I should its a strange old feeling, these passing lane blues but its nothing I aint never felt before. you nailed down my conscience and you forced me to choose and my soul I let slip through your door and Ill be doing just fine, oh fine no matter how hard I dont try and if its raining on the fourth of July I believe Ill be gettin by the cheaper the ride, the cheaper the thrill you cant trust the shadow through the curtain. but if I took you for granted, would you send me the bill? theres one thing that I know for certain.. all Ive got is this time on my hands and time, oh time its a breakin just one lost memory and the price you demand yes I loved you but I could have been mistaken and Ill be doing just fine, oh fine no matter how hard I dont try and if its raining on the fourth of July I believe Ill be gettin by time makes you older (or thats what they say) I come to find out it aint so. time makes you colder and farther away and farther and farther you go...