Spoon Anything You Want

If there's anything you want

Come on back 'cause it's all still here

I'll be in the back room drinking my half of the beer

And if you and me is so right

Why is it the same thing every night?

It's just a matter of time

It's almost measurable

Imagination ain't kind on us

Tonight

You're at you best when you got the guns turned 180 degress

And finding out if it adds all up right

We go through the same lies to sell out to appease

But go to sleep in a bed of lies

I've made my own more than once or twice

And now time is my time

Time is my own

I feel so alive, yet I feel so alone

'Cause you know you're the one and that that hasn't changed

Since you were 19 and still in school

Waiting on a light by the corner by Sound Exchange