Between the night and day

lost in the law of averages

what would you know

unless you'd lived a life of it?

They say the kid sold out,

in love with himself run ragged,

always looked to be a man of action

cause that's what the old man

should have been but

this world it wore him out

this world it wears you out

I disappeared today

I went under

if only for a second

and I found where the light drown

if you lay down you can disappear

altogether

I got me a whore head

I got me a day star

I lost me control of myself

and baby I don't want it to be like that

if this is us in control of ourselves

Between the night and day

and so few eyes left open

your forgiveness ain't a neighborhood

that I'm looking to live in

maybe this world it wore me out