Last Chance For A Serenade

Audrey Horne

Compositor: Ice Dale

I shopped around for all I found
I gate-crashed everywhere I found
some,and even traded in my soul
I used to be predicable, I knew what
came and in which order
I cheated, stole and killed for some, and
even traded in my heart

Last chance for a serenade, last chance
for a welcome home
You know it's never gonna get any
better

A 1000 years of reckless living, a
serenade that came too late
I guess I must have tripped all over, the
very things that I held dear

Well it's not the end just yet, I'll take
my chances that I'll be fine
No it's not the end just yet