The Pike

The first one down the pike
Is the last to make the scene
Out on the weekend, the small time losers
With big plans and desperate dreams

I woke up in somebody's head
It was the first time that I'd ever left
The comforts and the confines
Of things that I keep to myself

Sleep tight, my angel
Devils will dance in your head
Sleep tight, my angel
Some things are better not said

I put your picture up on the mantel
Right next to the one of myself
Now every time I look in the mirror
I can't think of nobody else

With the exception for few minor things
She's a keeper and I need her
It was the first time that I'd ever woke up
In somebody else's head

Sleep tight, my angel
Devils will dance when you're dead
Sleep tight, my angel
Some things are better not said

The night times the right time to let it all loose
My times the right time to untie the noose
I keep it all to my self
I wish I could be somebody else

The first one down the pike is the last to make the scene