Old Number One Paroles

With more and more each passing day
Our waiting is over to let go

Our honest mistake, is nothing to be sure to make
We're having to save, ourselves from from digging our own graves,
And, we'd be dumb to take, all the bad luck that we can't shake,
Our honest mistake, will be the last thing that we say

Broke down like a deadly car wreck
Played our cards without a full deck
On our way into the night
Destroying everything as we go

Our road to hell is paved
With more and more each passing day
Our waiting is over to let go

Our honest mistake, is nothing to be sure to make
We're having to save, ourselves from from digging our own graves,
And, we'd be dumb to take, all the bad luck that we can't shake, The taste, is sweet
Until the bitterness takes hold

Our honest mistake, is nothing to be sure to make
We're having to save, ourselves from from digging our own graves,
And, we'd be dumb to take, all the bad luck that we can't shake,
Our honest mistake, will be the last thing that we say

Our honest mistake, is nothing to be sure to make
We're having to save, ourselves from from digging our own graves,
And, we'd be dumb to take, all the bad luck that we can't shake,
Our honest mistake, will be the last thing that we say