Old Guitars would be a dime a dozen and old cars wouldn't be rusting

Old blues would get infused with new steps danced on new shoes

Between you and me


These streets wouldn't be flooding and the methadone addicts would all be buzzing

To a new drug to kill the pain and the sky would pour down the purest rain

Between you and me


Everything I own, I stole or borrowed

All my yesterdays, todays and tomorrows


All the votes will be counted so clear your voice and shout a little louder

Say what you want and get what you need, is it too much to ask for whats in between

You and me