Lyrics

Tell me a tale and pour me a glass
Spare no expense on the wine
I’ll eat from the center and do what I please I’m living on borrowed time

I can’t shake the feeling there’s no sense in kneeling
To pray to that maker of mine
The old man upstairs is a loan shark
And I’m living on borrowed time

I cannot run from the reaper
And I can’t buy a miracle pill
When all’s said and done, it’s much cheaper To spend my last dime on a thrill

Call each and every last one of my friends
I’ll give them my love on the line
I won’t drag them down with the burden Repaying my borrowed time

I cannot run from the reaper
And I can’t buy a miracle pill
When all’s said and done, it’s much cheaper To spend my last dime on a thrill

When I’ve had my fill I’ll walk up the hill
With stone angels watching me climb
To the permanent home where they’ll bury my bones
‘Cause I’ve run out of borrowed time
I’ve run out of borrowed time