The Last - The Handsome Family

When you’re too old to hit the timbers

But you still remember the sound of the planks

When the snow’s deep in mid-December

You think of September and a girl you once knew

Well, you’re too tired to sleep

And you’re too old to think

So you pour another drink

And you swear this one’s the last

Well, you’re too tired to sleep

And you’re too old to think

So you pour another drink

And you swear this one’s the last

When the moon shines in your window and you hear the wind blow

And you’re awake with the past

Well, the moon, she’s bright and yellow

And the phone says hello but you want to put it down

Well, you’re too tired to sleep

And you’re too old to think

So you pour another drink

And you swear this one’s the last

And you swear this one’s the last

And you swear this one’s the last