History To The Defeated Lyrics - Singles - The Weakerthans

There's blood in the sink and he's plunging his wrists in 

A hangover halo is washing away 

Mechanic school dropout stares into the mirror 

Stands up in his derelict daydreams 

Always too tall, always walked around wearing a smile 

That was never quite sure of itself 

Planning a future of failures inflicted in phone calls 

From strip clubs and bail bonds 

There's a light left on, there's a pace to our direction 

There's a movie-still of a heart I'd like to mention 

Don't give me that look, I looked harder than most did 

Let details like sharp nails punch holes in my shoes 

Soft-traced to frown as I put the receiver down 

Where do I go for a pardon? 

There's a light left on, there's a pace to our direction 

There's a movie-still of a heart I'd like to mention 

We're listing what's left, a signed Slayer T-shirt 

A car upon blocks in his mother's backyard