Barenaked Ladies Running Out Of Ink Lyrics

Running Out Of Ink Lyrics

I stopped into a club

I thought I'd see a show

Everyone was there

At least everyone I know



Their knickers in a knot

Their hands up on the heart

The best I'd ever seen

The greatest book of art

I wish that it was me



It's bleaker than you think

I'm running out of ink

Give a guy a break

This is what it takes

To drive a man to drink



A party at a friend's

Toronto's coolest scene

I thought I'd bring a tape

To show them where I'd been



And listen for a while

The lyrics made them smile

They said that it was fine

Although it's not the style

I said it wasn't me



Once upon a time

I couldn't get enough

Until I made it big

And that's when it got rough



Disappointed now

Perhaps a bit surprised

To look them in the face

And see it in their eyes

They wish it wasn't me



It's bleaker than you think

I'm running out of ink

Give a guy a break

This is what it takes

To drive a man to drink



I used to hold you close

You used to tell me things

You never told a soul

But then you heard me sing



The details of your life

Condensed into a song

The neighbor and his wife

Work out and sing along

And you can't look at me



It's bleaker than you think

I'm running out of ink

Give a guy a break

And this is what it takes

To drive a man to drink



Could song be an alibi?

A lyric replacement for falling in love

But now that the well is dry

I can't understand

What I've been singing of



Do you know

What it is to love?

To really love?

To really love?

Really love, do I?



I cycled by your house

I saw you on the lawn

I see you all the time

And now that you are gone



I tried to call your name

But something made me stop

I call you once a day

Until you call the cops

And told them it was me



I filled a plastic bag

With everything I wrote

And threw it off a bridge

I thought that it would float



The water made it sink

The bag is bleeding ink

I wish that I could swim

I wish that I could drink

I wish that it was me



It's bleaker than you think

I'm running out of ink

And give a guy a break

This is what it takes

To drive a man to drink

I'm running out of ink



And give a guy a break

This is what it takes

To drive a man to drink

To drive a man to drink

To drive a man to drink