Walkin' Through The Leaves Fallin' From The

She Takes Your Voice And Leaves You Howling At The Moon.

The First Thing I Know, I'm In A Card Game. Then I'm In A Crap Game.

Bullets Can Harm You And Death Can Disarm You, But No, You Will Not Be Deceived. Stripped Of All Virtue As You Crawl Through The Dirt, You Can Give But You Cannot Receive.

People Call You This Or That. But I Can't Respond Because Then It Seems Like I'm Defensive, You Know, What Does It Matter, Really?

You Get Older. You Start Having Hopes For Other People Rather Than Yourself.