George Eliot

You talk tough at the bars, now we're leaving, it's an ordinary scene

But the car wasn't there it had overheated and it rolled into the street

When that lazy dealer made me a winner, I put the ceiling on my feet

I dropped tired but you never minded and you followed me down uneven streets

If you want time, well we got rewind, hey we got everything you need

Filled a hall that you never saw, you put a face into every seat

Better make that shield with the space revealed to keep the place falling over me

It came down as we talked aloud under the poor lighting down uneven streets

And all you got

It's hard to enjoy