The Ghost Of A Thousand - Left for Dead lyrics

Back door, through the club I'm sick of seeing all the same kids at shows Fall in by the bar Burn down the one you love or trust Strike one, strike two Drinking whiskey never was quite like you Strike three, strike four Stop your fussing put your feet to the floor She screams: baby, know that I'm way to much for you She screams: baby boy, am I not enough for you? What is it we're looking for? Have I left this way too late? I'm sick and tired Of all these jokes Running round Putting out What more can anyone really say? What is it we're looking for? Have we left this way too late? I'm sick and tired of you We've just been left for dead We've been left for dead We've been left for dead This time, it's said All my life I've been left for dead This time, it's true All our lives we looked up to you What is it we're looking for? Have I left this way too late? I'm sick and tired of all this drama bubbling over What is it we're looking for? Have I left this way too late? I'm sick and tired of you We've just been left for dead We've been left for dead We've been left for dead