Six o'clock on
a Christmas morning
Six o'clock on
a Christmas morning
Six o'clock on
a Christmas morning
Six o'clock on
a Christmas morning
and for what
Well isn't it for the honor
of god Aunt Kate
I know all about the honor
of god Mary Jane
Six o'clock and the siren
kicks him from a dream
Tries to shake it off
but it just won't stop
Can't find the strength
but he's got
promises to keep
and wood to chop
before he sleeps
I may never get over
but never's
better than now
I've got bases to cover
He's in the parking lot
and he's
just sitting in his car
It's nine o'clock
but he can't get out
He lights a cigarette
and he turns the music down
but just can't seem
to shake that sound
Once I thought
I'd get over
but it's too late
for me now
I've got bases to cover
Melody walks
through the door
And memory flies
out the window
And nobody knows
what they want
til they finally
let it all go
The pain inside
coming outside
The pain inside
coming outside
The pain inside
coming outside
The pain inside
coming outside
So many ways to
drown a man
So many ways to
drag him down
Some are fast and some
take years and years
You can't hear
what he's saying
when he's talking
in his sleep
He finally found
the sound but
he's in too deep
I could never get over
Is it too late
for me now
Feel like blowing
my cover
Melody walks
through the door
And memory flies
out the window
And nobody knows
what they want
til they finally
let it all go
But don't cut your
losses too soon
cause you'll only be
cutting your throat
And answer a call
while you still
hear at all
cause nobody will
if you won't
Six o'clock on
a Christmas morning
Six o'clock on
a Christmas morning
Six o'clock on
a Christmas morning
Six o'clock on
a Christmas morning
I know all about the honor
of god Mary Jane
I know all about the honor
of god Mary
I know all about the honor
of god Mary
I know all about the honor
of god Mary Jane