Tip of My Tongue

You've got money on your tongue And your body's steeped in grace Tomorrow's just a dream in your life Spinning gold words out of straw Your heroes come and go And all you want to say is goodnight How long 'til you replace me How long 'til you replace me here The world forever dies young on the tip of my tongue And the cuts below the skin Makeup running down your face And you breathe that cigarette in my eyes And I'll leave here wanting more And I know your hands are tied I know your hands are tied How long 'til you replace me How long 'til you replace me here How long 'til you replace me How long 'til you replace me here The world forever dies young on the tip of my tongue Hand-dyed silk and leather Dressed to leave for heaven Find yourself in my hometown Turns cold without reason Angles, lines and levers Quickly time is running out How long till you replace me How long till you replace me here How long till you replace me How long till you replace me here How long till you replace me How long till you replace me here The world forever dies young on the tip of my tongue Ah ahh, Ah ahh, Ah ahh, Ah ahh Ah ahh, Ah ahh, Ah ahh, Ah ahh