I tell tales, tall as cliffs, you've got a lisp   Kid, those things are hard to miss like my cripple cough   All your weekends lost by the lake   Where you said I needed be afraid      Of all those devils on the wall   That make a fella small   When he's feelin' brave   They take his wine away      There were posters on the wall   I swear my mother saw   That I'd been up all night   Up all night      And you came well equipped   With a gun on your hip and some poison on your lips   But when we wake up in our make up   We'll be clean, we won't have nowhere to be      Oh, but I can't talk to you the way I've wanted to   I've been tellin' lies but I'll tell you the truth   Oh, I can't talk to you the way I've wanted to   I've been tellin' lies but I'll tell you the truth      Darling, I'm tired and I should be leaving, leaving   You know I'm tired and I should be leaving, leaving tonight      Darling, I'm tired and I should be leaving, leaving   You know I'm tired and I should be leaving      And you'll hang like the rest   We'll leave a noose on the attorney's desk   And take to the streets, chant like an army   And doctor up this disease