Last Call Lyrics - Singles - O.k.i.m

He sits and stares, waiting for thunder 

After awhile, I started to wonder 

How he got so hollowed out 

I didn't even recognize him yesterday 

The clock ticks like a small drop of water 

The clouds roll in the sun starts to fade away 

As the rain comes down he begins to pray 

Now it's the dealer's turn to fold 

Cause the charade is getting old 

You can sit and wait for lightning to strike 

But the wind will takes it's toll 

He lifts his head, gets up in a daze 

Out of the fog and into a maze 

That's the way it starts everyday 

So it seems the well's running dry 

All he does is look up to the sky and beg 

Laughing as they hand him a dead bouquet 

That's all 

Let me know when this all sinks in 

Last call, last call 

The lights are on but you're not leaving