Lyrics Conquest of Mistakes - A Loss For Words, Soupy

Conquest of Mistakes

At quarter to 1 we hit the last dive
On our bar crawl down route 18
You stumbled in with those tequila eyes at last call
And auctioned yourself off to the bar scene
Here I am
You’ll awake to another heartache
A conquest of mistakes
I’ll be there to sweep away the pain, your doormat in the rain
It’s just work then sleep then work again
The same old story in the end until FridayNight and you give yourself away
Some sordid business, a sloppy routine
I cannot stand to watch for another day
You’ll awake to another heartache
A conquest of mistakes
I’ll be there
To sweep away the pain
Your doormat in the rain
Here I am to get you home okay
The linchpin to your frame
To keep your head straight.
I don’t want this anymore
In bar light you don’t look the same
(I don’t want this anymore)
I can’t read the lines on your face
(I don’t want this anymore)
I know that I ain’t been a saint
But I’ve gotta walk away
I don’t want this, I don’t want this anymore