Tonight I'm out in the city down on Liquor Street I see the woman I trust in the arms of the enemy I want some answers and I want them now It all goes down on Liquor Street where my patience is put to trial I got myself, I got myself to wait Myself, I see me set it slow I put myself, I put myself to shame The only way I know I see I fucked up in the system, calling up all night In a bad situation, coming up from the restaurant I should have known everything was gonna be all right At this point I'm way beyond the art of thinking straight