EVERYTHING TO LOSE

I can see clearly through my window

I see right into your yard

You interrupt me when I open up the door —

That's nothing new, and there's nothing you can prove

With that attitude, you get kind of rude

I guess that's what happens

You found out, but it's too late

And everything to lose

I understand

And if I tell you something, don't repeat it

Don't mean it ‘cause it's a lot

But there's houses on fire

And you, you, and you —

With that attitude, you get kind of rude

I guess that's what happens

You found out, but it's too late

And everything to lose

Everything to lose, everything to lose

Everything to lose, everything to lose