Meet me up on ninety-nineBeneath the Marco Polo signI’ll be the one with a box of wineAnd a hundred dollar car
We could talk about the lives we’ve ledAnd count the reasons we’re not deadOr maybe we could talk insteadAbout the ways in which we are
Always nothing or too much to sayOnly so many sides of the record to playAnd the song that got stuck in my headSaid you die by what you live byYou will die by what you live byYou will die by what you live byEvery time…
Like carnivores to carnal pleasuresSo will we to desperate measuresMelting into stagnate puddlesBeat down by the sun
I went to school - I didn’t staySpoke right up when I had nothing good to sayAnd I said it to anyone who would listenLay me down in the bed that I madeStarved for sleep by the shrill serenade
Singing over and over:You die by what you live byYou will die by what you live byYou will die by what you live byEvery time…

Meet me up on ninety-nine
Beneath the Marco Polo sign
I’ll be the one with a box of wine
And a hundred dollar car

We could talk about the lives we’ve led
And count the reasons we’re not dead
Or maybe we could talk instead
About the ways in which we are

Always nothing or too much to say
Only so many sides of the record to play
And the song that got stuck in my head
Said you die by what you live by
You will die by what you live by
You will die by what you live by
Every time…

Like carnivores to carnal pleasures
So will we to desperate measures
Melting into stagnate puddles
Beat down by the sun

I went to school - I didn’t stay
Spoke right up when I had nothing good to say
And I said it to anyone who would listen
Lay me down in the bed that I made
Starved for sleep by the shrill serenade

Singing over and over:
You die by what you live by
You will die by what you live by
You will die by what you live by
Every time…