[ Featuring Kim ]
All I needed was fifty dollars a week
And a gas tank that leaked
And a place to call home
Didn't care if my hands got dirty
Or I made it to thirty
At least we weren't alone
Maybe I should be more like I used to be
I should be more like I used to be
And yeah, the sails have set
But I'm not dead yet
What we had, we made it work
With a shrug and a smirk
Like when Fletcher got robbed
We could kill a day from noon to nine
On the stoop, just fine
Now we all got jobs
Maybe I should be more like I used to be
I should be more like I used to be
And yeah, the sails have set
But I'm not dead yet
I could count on one hand right
All the hours I slept each night
Oh yeah, the sails have set
But I'm not, not dead yet
I could count on one hand right
All the hours I slept each night
Oh yeah, the sails have set
But I'm not, not dead yet
