Waiting On Wild Horses Lyrics - The Good Life

when the horses come to drag me away, 

i won't fuss and fight i won't plead or beg. 

and wherever they dump me i'll lay my head. 

i'll sleep it off..i'll sleep alone 

until the longing burrows a hole 

straight through my sternum 

to make its home. 

i have this way of carrying on 

such fruitless passions fallen from the vine 

and the sweetest nectar turns to bitter wine. 

but still we drink we drip the bottle dry. 

we smash it apart and lick the sides.. 

recycled lovers expiring the night. 

so when the horses come i won't scream or cry; 

i've been dying for them to take my life. 

and i'll sing of a new birth 

a past unscratched. 

so don't be sad, we should both rejoice 

to the sound of those hooves 

down that dark highway 

in opposite directions. 

wherever they dump us we'll stay. 

recycled lovers get so carried away.