Ace

Hang a left here, streetlight be my guide I can't hear the voice telling me what's right This is some trip, some ride I've been riding it alone into red skies Knock on wood, outlook ain't good No one survives, that's understood You're doing the best you can Even if your best isn't more than You thought it would be Laughing I told you not to jinx it I don't look good in bad luck Bad luck ain't my colour One too many years takes a toll on your chances I don't look good in bad luck Bad luck ain't my colour One too many years I don't like the look of my chances If Tyler's the cowboy on his own trip Then I am the cowboy stepping in shit Then I am the cowboy whose horse is at the vet Whose guns never shoot cause they're always wet I'm always looking at a calendar, Karma for my offering Markin' days off with a pencil, call it bargaining Offer up my soul to the future for the altering Lady luck, show me which seeds need the watering Don't ask me what I think of you, I don't Don't ask me if I'll talk to you, I won't I got a plan in mind, and you ain't in mine Even if that means I take this trip alone Hang a left here, streetlight be my guide I can't hear the voice telling me what's right This is some trip, some ride I've been riding it alone into red skies Laughing I told you not to jinx it I don't look good in bad luck Bad luck ain't my colour One too many years takes a toll on your chances I don't look good in bad luck Bad luck ain't my colour One too many years I don't like the look of your chances I don't look good in bad luck Bad luck ain't my colour They're gonna throw me to the wolves in April They threw me to the wolves in April Walked around with a pit in my stomach since April Didn't acknowledge it 'till May I know there are rivers you can't cross I know all the proverbs but I'm stuck On what ifs and had beens, healthy levels of detachment don't help shit, I mean it Days up on my calendar Counting 'till there are no more Notches 'till the leather's gone Days left for young animal --- Ace - Alex Unknown