Tonight I'm out in the city down on Liquor Street

I see the woman I trust in the arms of the enemy

I want some answers and I want them now

It all goes down on Liquor Street where my patience is put to trial



I got myself, I got myself to wait

Myself, I see me set it slow

I put myself, I put myself to shame

The only way I know



I see I fucked up in the system, calling up all night

In a bad situation, coming up from the restaurant

I should have known everything was gonna be all right

At this point I'm way beyond the art of thinking straight