Texty: Uncle Tupelo. Steal The Crumbs.

Sidetracked down the middle
Never saw it coming, what a surprise
It's been a wonder

Electricity tells a story
It's a sound getting near as fear is watching you
It's watching you close

You can fight it both arms swinging
Or try to wash it away
Pay up to the echoes of okay

No more, no more will I see you
No more will I see you
No more will I see you

You've schemed more than you have
You've borrowed more than you know
Better to steal the crumbs, makes it easier to go

Paralyzed by conscience
Looking for an opening
Apathy as your vocal cords cut out

Never thought once to ask, "How's the temperature?"
Too busy with the finer points
Of each struggle we're after

No more, no more will I see you
No more will I see you
No more will I see you

So long since I've seen you
Haven't we both been living the high life
It flows on the bottom

No more, no more will I see you
No more will I see you
No more will I see you