Testo Old Number One

Set out with good intentions
A camp fire without attention
Burning bright into the night
Destroys everything as it grow

Our road to hell is paved
With more and more each passing day
Our waiting is over to let go
Our honest mistake, is nothing to be sure to make
We're having to save, ourselves from from digging our own graves,
And, we'd be dumb to take, all the bad luck that we can't shake,
Our honest mistake, will be the last thing that we say

Broke down like a deadly car wreck
Played our cards without a full deck
On our way into the night
Destroying everything as we go

Our road to hell is paved
With more and more each passing day
Our waiting is over to let go
Our honest mistake, is nothing to be sure to make
We're having to save, ourselves from from digging our own graves,
And, we'd be dumb to take, all the bad luck that we can't shake,
Our honest mistake, will be the last thing that we say

We've chased this ending our whole lives
For the story to unfold
The taste, is sweet
Until the bitterness takes hold

Our honest mistake, is nothing to be sure to make
We're having to save, ourselves from from digging our own graves,
And, we'd be dumb to take, all the bad luck that we can't shake,
Our honest mistake, will be the last thing that we say

Our honest mistake, is nothing to be sure to make
We're having to save, ourselves from from digging our own graves,
And, we'd be dumb to take, all the bad luck that we can't shake,
Our honest mistake, will be the last thing that we say