I've passed the foregone conclusions
My hand's sore from carrying the world around
I crack the art of self-delusion
I'm out hanging off the edge of town
[Chorus]
In the joint of no return
I hope that you will find me there
And you avoid the random burn
No second guessing you can't compare
Your regrets to wisdom earned
In the joint of no return
Hold on there's a hunger in the corner
Oh no, I am still a no account
Tonight, I will be your server
Look back and overpay the whole amount
[Chorus]
My friends we're all potential rumors
Know now that nothing in the future's firm
I will be passing out the blinders
Out here in the joint of no return
I've passed the foregone conclusions
My hand's sore from carrying the world around
I crack the art of self-delusion
I'm out hanging off the edge of town