It gets loneliest at night. 它让孤独的夜晚。

Down at the liquor store. 倒在卖酒的商店。

Beneath the neon sky. 下方的霓虹灯天空。

Our moonlight. 我们的月光。

Six A.M., the floor comes alive with lice. 六上午，地板开始活跃了虱子。

The pan's dried up so tight. 泛的干涸得那么紧。

With hardened beans. 随着硬豆。

We're hungry. 我们饿了。

So I lean on you sometimes. 所以我依靠你的时候。

Just to see you're still there. 只是看你还在那里。

Your feet can't take the weight of one. 双脚不能把1的重量。

Much less two. 更不用说两人。

We hit concrete. 我们打混凝土。

   

How were we born into this mess? 如何进行，我们生在这个烂摊子？

I know I painted you a prettier picture, baby. 我知道我画你一个更漂亮的画面，宝贝。

But we were run out on a rail. 但我们在轨道上运行了。

Fell from the wagon to the night train. 从马车到夜车下跌。

   

I kissed the bottle. 我吻了瓶子。

I should've been kissing you. 我一直在吻你。

You wake up to an empty night. 你醒了，一个空的夜晚。

With tears for two. 泪水两个。

   

Cigarettes they fill the gaps. 香烟，他们填补国内空白。

In our empty days. 在我们的空天。

In our broken teeth. 在我们的断牙。

We're jonesing. 我们jonesing 。

Say mister, can you spare a dime? 说老总，你能抽出一毛钱？

Some change could make a change. 有些变化可能会做出改变。

Could buy some time. 可以买一些时间。

Some freedom. 有些自由。

Or an ear to hear my story. 或耳朵来听我的故事。

It's all I've got. My fiction 这是我的一切。我的小说

beats the hell out of my truth. 击败了地狱，我的真理。

A palm upturned burnt blue. 手掌上翘烧焦的蓝色。

Don't call it sunburn. 不要晒伤调用它。

   

You've been shaking on the job. 你一直在摇晃的工作。

Just one drink ahead of your past. 只要一喝领先你的过去。

There's a white light coming up. 有一个白色的光来了。

You draw the blinds hoping it'll pass. 你画的百叶窗希望它会通过。

   

I kissed the bottle. 我吻了瓶子。

I should've been kissing you. 我一直在吻你。

You wake up to an empty night. 你醒了，一个空的夜晚。

With tears for two. 泪水两个。

   

I kissed the bottle. 我吻了瓶子。

I should've been kissing you. 我一直在吻你。

You wake up to an empty night. 你醒了，一个空的夜晚。

With tears for two. 泪水两个。

   

I kissed the bottle. 我吻了瓶子。

I should've been kissing you. 我一直在吻你。

You wake up to an empty night. 你醒了，一个空的夜晚。

With tears for two. 泪水两个。