Free Time

What kind of shit are we doing in our free time?

When our lives are on the line, the line

So many chances to get it right

What are we doing with our me time?

I heard you walking down the hall at night

Which can't be right when you're long gone

Draw a drink and turned to my old friend

Tune and bend until my heart pretends that I can get by

Or is that my favorite lie?

Aren't you tired?

Of keeping up those pretty

Vacant smiles behind your eyes

Let's just sink into our sunken city

And never worry about the time

Put your life down on the table

And I swear I'll save a seat by mine

What kind of shit are we doing in our free time?

When our lives are on the line, the line

So many chances to get it right

What are we doing with our me time?

What kind of shit are we doing in our free time?

When our lives are on the line, the line

So many chances to get it right

What are we doing with our free time?