Song Length |
3:46 |
Genre |
Pop - General |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| |
Lyrics
this ones on me by james casto
8 pm in this greasy spoon
Staring down at my worn out shoes
I?ve been searching for work and my pride
Since I was laid off in June
Sippin? on coffee and nibblin? on pie
Smilin? at strangers and tryin? not to cry
Wondering if I should make my way home
Or just sit here all night
Then the waitress puts the bill in my hand
It reads you?re welcome? and ?come back again? and
No need to pay
No need to explain
I?ve lived where you?re living now, so let?s agree
That this one, this one?s on me
I then start driving for a bar in Ft Wayne
To hear some music about heartache and pain
But my car breaks down under a bridge by a man
Sleeping in the freezing rain
I give him my coat to take away the evening chill
A few hours later he finds that old bill that reads
No need to pay
No need to explain
I?ve lived where you?re living now, so let?s agree
That this one, this one?s on me
I think about a book I have read, about a child born to save us all
Knew the price of a life redeemed so He came to take the fall, He says
No need to pay
No need to explain
I?ve lived where you?re living now, so let?s agree
That this one, this one?s on me