Wait And See 가사

Working girls Cursing teenaged Marines 'Til the TJ Police Came and broke up the scene Damn the stars They seem brighter down here Haven't looked up in years Since I left where I'm from Remembering St. Augustine Wasn't quite twenty three With a bag full of secrets In a maze of concrete And a busted lip I came by honestly What will become of me? I guess we'll just wait and see Headed south Ensenada again Carried slow by the wind Broke as I've ever been Buried deep All the beauty I keep Drank tequila so cheap That they should've paid me Then I woke up alone With my hand on the phone And nobody to call Who'd invite me back home Was I chased all this way by my chemistry? What will become of me? I guess we'll just wait and see I'll come down off the cross Sometimes we all get lost I'm so sick of myself Can't afford what it costs To be drowned in a sea of my memories What will become of me? I guess we'll just wait and see