Lyrics One to Three - Les Savy Fav

One to Three

Don’t place your bets on me just yet
I’m only half-way home
This racket takes it’s toll
My scams are smooth and cold
I’m bathing in a fountain
And I’m not getting old
I crave to catch an edge;
Break bones and cartilage
Send back the architects of Carthage
Take down the flag
Forget the pledge
I’m only half-way home
Puff out your chest and step to the sun
Its done its best to burn everyone
Whose gotten half-way home
Cut me in 2 3
1 2 save, 1 2 waste, and 1 2 eat
I cut myself in 3
1 4 us, 1 4 them, and 1 4 me
Drinking pots of coffee
Till every drop is gone
Painting a portrait
Of Ponce deLeon
Out of clipped nail
From the hands and the feet
Of every lost and stubborn soul
I hope to ever meet