Blood from a Stone

In the shadow of the whole Where my door used to be You never give up, you want more out of me Come on in, help yourself Scratch around over these empty shelves There’s nothing else that I can see except a string of these in some old bowery You rip flesh from a bone You sip blood from a stone I will consider a life of crime So I can feed these kids of mine And should I fall down, should I fail I’ll spend the rest of my days in some stinking jail I won’t know who left me to your side Stripped of my dignity low and dry You rip flesh from a bone You sip blood from a stone Uh that’s damn nothing Uh, I don’t care You rob me blind without a gun How can you sleep after what you’ve done? There’s nothing but darkness deep in your soul There’s no reflection, it’s dark and it’s cold [x2] You rip flesh from a bone You sip blood from a stone