 You're the life of the party, everybody's host
Still you need somewhere you can hide
All your good time friends
And your farewell to has-beens
Lord knows, just along for the ride
You think you're a survivor
But boy, you better think twice
No one rides for nothin'
So, step up and pay the price
It's the high cost of low livin'
Ain't it high time, you turn yourself around?
Yeah, the high cost of low livin'
Is bound to put you six feet in the ground
So many here who love you
But still, you just can't tell
The real ones and those who drop your name
All the while behind your back
They lift the flesh right from your bones
You should know by now, we're all fair game
You've been chasing each dream with whiskey
From here to Tokyo
Usin' up all your real friends
Places left to go
It's the high cost of low livin'
Ain't it high time, you turn yourself around?
Yeah, the high cost of low livin'
Is bound to put you six feet in the ground
Don't look behind you
Ahh, don't look back
Don't try to find reason in the past
Past is gone, gone at last
It's high cost of low livin'
It's high time you turn yourself around
Well, the high cost of low livin'
Is bound to put you six feet in the ground
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