作词 : Page, Robertson I stopped into a club I thought I'd see a show Everyone was there At least everyone I know Their knickers in a knot Their hands upon their heart The best they'd ever seen The greatest work of art I wished that it was me.... It's bleaker than you think I'm running out of ink Give a guy a break This is what it takes To drive a man to drink A party at a friend's Toronto's coolest scene I thought I'd bring a tape To show them where I'd been And listen for a while The lyrics made them smile They said that it was fine Although it's not the style I said it wasn't me Once upon a time I couldn't get enough Until I made it big And that's when it got rough Dissapointed now Perhaps a bit surprised To look them in the face And see it in their eyes They wish it wasn't me It's bleaker than you think I'm running out of ink Give a guy a break This is what it takes To drive a man to drink I used to hold you close You used to tell me things You never told a soul Until you heard me sing The details of your life Condensed into a song The neighbor and his wife Work out and sing along And you can't look at me It's bleaker than you think I'm running out of ink Give a guy a break This is what it takes To drive a man to drink Could song be an alibi A lyric replacement for falling in love But now that the well is dry I can't understand what I've been singing of... Do you know what it is to love? To really love? To really love.... Do I? I cycled by your house I saw you on the lawn I see you all the time Now that you are gone I tried to call your name But something made me stop I call you once a day Until you call the cops And told them it was me I filled a plastic bag with everything I wrote I threw it off a bridge and thought that it would float. The water made it sink the bag was bleeding ink. I wished that I could swim I wished that I could drink I wished that it was me. It's bleaker than you think I'm running out of ink Give a guy a break This is what it takes To drive a man to drink I'm running out of ink Give a guy a break This is what it takes To drive a man to drink To drive a man to drink To drive a man to drink
作词 : Page, Robertson I stopped into a club I thought I'd see a show Everyone was there At least everyone I know Their knickers in a knot Their hands upon their heart The best they'd ever seen The greatest work of art I wished that it was me.... It's bleaker than you think I'm running out of ink Give a guy a break This is what it takes To drive a man to drink A party at a friend's Toronto's coolest scene I thought I'd bring a tape To show them where I'd been And listen for a while The lyrics made them smile They said that it was fine Although it's not the style I said it wasn't me Once upon a time I couldn't get enough Until I made it big And that's when it got rough Dissapointed now Perhaps a bit surprised To look them in the face And see it in their eyes They wish it wasn't me It's bleaker than you think I'm running out of ink Give a guy a break This is what it takes To drive a man to drink I used to hold you close You used to tell me things You never told a soul Until you heard me sing The details of your life Condensed into a song The neighbor and his wife Work out and sing along And you can't look at me It's bleaker than you think I'm running out of ink Give a guy a break This is what it takes To drive a man to drink Could song be an alibi A lyric replacement for falling in love But now that the well is dry I can't understand what I've been singing of... Do you know what it is to love? To really love? To really love.... Do I? I cycled by your house I saw you on the lawn I see you all the time Now that you are gone I tried to call your name But something made me stop I call you once a day Until you call the cops And told them it was me I filled a plastic bag with everything I wrote I threw it off a bridge and thought that it would float. The water made it sink the bag was bleeding ink. I wished that I could swim I wished that I could drink I wished that it was me. It's bleaker than you think I'm running out of ink Give a guy a break This is what it takes To drive a man to drink I'm running out of ink Give a guy a break This is what it takes To drive a man to drink To drive a man to drink To drive a man to drink