Paroles de Saving My Ticket

Wipes a little space at the window Still can't see too well And he spits into his hand Not for luck anymore Not for luck anymore Chorus Plan to fill it in Empty my spirit over anyway All the bets are in I'm saving my ticket for then I'm saving my ticket for then Always expecting the worst My mouth cracked open spit out a curse Well timed and well rehearsed And that's no suprise And that's no suprise Chorus They rock back and forth on their heels He cuts, she deals They're not comfortable with how this feels No matter now No matter now Chours