Skin O' My Teeth - Live At The Fox Theater/2012

I had wrists donning slits

Flowing constantly

My broken body is a wreck

Wrapped around a tree

A crosswalk hit and run

The finish line for me

People clutter in the gutter

Take a look and see

No escaping pain

You belong to me

Clinging onto life

By the skin o' my teeth

My blood flows through the streets

Deluge from the wounds

Empty jars of sleeping pills

On the dresser in my room

My wet brain neighbor cranes

His neck to see in time

The white lights a train

Bearing down on me

No escaping pain

You belong to me

Clinging on to life

By the skin o' my teeth

I won't feel the hurt

I'm not trash any longer

That that doesn't kill me

Only makes me stronger

I need a ride to the morgue

Thats what 911 is for

So, tag my toe and don't forget

Ooh, to close the drawer

No escaping pain

You belong to me

Clinging on to life

By the skin o' my teeth