Killing Time

I need your confidence
Need to know you’re mine
When it gets right down
To the killing time
I know your heart is bad
But it’s all I’ve ever had
We can live you lives
On this righteous crime.
I got kicked when I was down
And a sailor took my girl to town
Then she licked my wounds
With the sea dog’s salt
I drank a half a bottle of Jack
Swore I’d never take you back
By the bottle’s end
I was on that phone.
What you call compromise
I don’t understand
What call compromise
I don’t understand.
How do you walk away?
How do you walk away?
How do you walk away?
From a woman
That gone and done you wrong?