There must be something wrong If the people on the streets Are all confessing their conceit But you won't Your tongue was forked and long And it got you feeling strong And all the apologies I made I should've taken to the grave And been done So take your bottle off the shelf And try and drink until it helps But it won't Won't you please just lay me down In the old familiar ground? Won't you please just lay me down? And certain men may love And certain men may love the fight And they'll break their bodies But life is what you make So write these words above my grave "They took me for granted." Won't you please just lay me down In the cold, familiar ground Won't you please just lay me down? Because life is what you make it Because love is what you've made it And I made it my friend