Number 3 (2) टैब्स

I'm serenaded by a chorus
Of a thousand burning cigarettes
You've been taking chances mama
While I've been placing bets

So tell it to the ashes
They know we served
It may be good for the soul
But it's hard on the nerves

The very thing that drives you
Can drive you insane
Got a head full of thought crimes
And a number with no name

Got an eleventh hour Jesus
And a mouth full of blame
A casket lined with silver dollars
And a number with no name
Number with no name

There's nowhere to run
I've got no one to tell
My face has become a mask
And I'm not wearing it well

For five days straight
I've been breathing fire
Don't have room on my body
For another scar

The very thing that drives you
Can drive you insane
Got a head full of thought crimes
And a number with no name

Got an eleventh hour Jesus
Trying to explain
A casket lined with silver dollars
And a number with no name
A number with no name