Vice

Steady as a needle dropping on a vinyl Neon singer with a jukebox title full of heartbreak Thirty-three, forty-five, seventy-eight When it hurts this good you gotta play it twice Another vice All dressed up in a pretty black label Sweet salvation on a dining room table Waiting on me Where the numb meets the lonely It's gone before it ever melts the ice Another vice, another call Another bed I shouldn't crawl out of At seven a.m. with shoes in my hand Said I wouldn't do it, but I did it again And I know I'll be back tomorrow night, oh I wear a town like a leather jacket When the new wears off, I don't even pack it If you need me I'll be where my reputation don't proceed me Maybe I'm addicted to goodbyes Another vice, another town Where my past can't run me down Another life, another call Another bed I shouldn't crawl out of At seven a.m. with shoes in my hand Said I wouldn't do it, but I did it again And I know I'll be gone tomorrow night Mmm, another vice Standing at the sink now, looking in a mirror Don't know where I am or how I got here Well, the only thing that I know how to find Is another vice Mmm, another vice Yes, another vice Ooh, another vice Another vice Another vice Another vice