Twenty-seven - Lagwagon

I hope you didn't mind when I saw you 
turn into nothing less 
than nothing new 
before you wait to sleep it off... 
how little is enough? 
what can you do? 
before you decide to make the last mistake with draw 
away from us 
and say good-bye 
to all but one that takes you 
puts you to rest 

on twenty-seven street nothing will keep you warm 
everything bring you harm 
everything here fails you 
now lying at your feet everyone nails you 
everyone worships you 
everyone here fails you 

I can figure it out and it's all about to... 
turn into lack of wit 
on sinking ships 
I might have jumped but you jumped first 
abandon ties that bind 
there's no salvation here 
I'd surely miss the times when we were so depressed 
no I miss you 
I know I miss you 
and you are missing something

you take a rip and then you 
find sedation some salvation 
a masochistic only point of view 
nothing is left to you 
everyond speaks the truths 
everyone here fails me

hope you didn't mind when I saw you