Bound for Hell

She takes my hand you think I'm loving her
Tonight she drives me home I'm not alone
Our minds are soaring and for me nothing matters
But I don't think I'm bound for hell now

I've made some phone calls but she malingers
I'm waiting for a sign on the front porch
She takes my hand I figure out it's over
I'll never awake my soul from drunken sleep again

You know you sing this song
And carry on
I don't know why but you think about me
The same old songs
You carry on
I don't why but you think about me

I carry such a weight on my shoulders
You left me agonizing ont he floor
I'll never be the same I cross my fingers
But I don't think I'm bound for hell now

We used to walk on the razor's edge
My time has come to make up for lost years
And over and over we're like strangers again
And I don't think it's over