Mars Ill 2 Steps
[Verse 1]
He sits in the barrel's bottom
Apple rotten, roach infested alley
Starting fights with every Harry, Dick and Tom with broken snapple bottle
Gladly crawling back to underneath his rock and
Roll the dice with prostitutes and thieves
Who smoke his filtered brand of breath of life
He left his wife for every night
She kept him from these glamorous rights
Of passage now each bite he takes just keeps him famished
Damaged seasons turn the leaves black
And the winter burns the skyline
Time and time again, talked to God
And asked the sun to shine again
But see, he wants a quick response
Right now, he's used to fast food
Doesn't realize the chick with the tattoos
Will fit the glass shoes
Now it's a minute after midnight and his riches back to rags
Back masking records on his phonograph as he holds his flask
Yelling "you don't know the half!", track mind that got distracted
And when he punched you in the face, perhaps he just over-reacted
Blast the music, let him lose himself in each and very measure
He just wants it to get better
He just wants it to get better
[Hook]
It's just another hustle
It's just another lonely night
Just another day of shuffling his feet and living his life
It's just a harsh reality that nothing comes for free
He's just another couple steps from where he needs to be
It's just another hustle
It's just another lonely night
Just another day of shuffling his feet and living his life
It's just a slap in the face to let him know nothing's for free
He's just another couple steps from where he needs to be
[Verse 2]
She stands on the platform, glances at the headlines and wait's for the train
Just for fun she looks at strangers tries to match each face with a name
Hears a bum placing the blame on the government so she laughs
To herself, looks to the glass, and watches the city fly past
It's been a long week, maybe tonight she'll meet Mr. "What's the difference?"
At some local social breeding ground, there's no need to get needy now
Sees these clowns and imagines the dimensions of her companion
Tonight could be Mr. right, could just be that last man standing
She's got "independent woman" tattooed in bold across her shoulders
The sole controller, but she still likes someone to hold her
She sees the bottom of the glass now, drinks too much and blacks out
Wouldn't surprise her too much to wake up inside of a crackhouse
Packs two in a bed with a stranger, pack of cigarettes and a lighter
Just before she matches a name with his face as he lies beside her
Burns a cancer stick or two before she gathers her things together
Yeah, she wishes it was better
[Hook]
It's just another couple weekends
Just another couple bars
Just a notch upon a bedpost, just a wish upon a star
Just another couple heartbreaks till she finds just what she needs
She's just another couple steps from where she needs to be [2x]
[Verse 3]
He steps right through that door
Drops his bags and his heart on the floor
He embraces her embrace till she can't take it anymore
Puts his faith in her face waits to exhale that first kiss
Pale from the wishes he'd get back for all the memories that he missed
The blistering pace that moves him cross the globe to God knows wherever
Never knew he'd have the daisy-chain those loose ends back together
Never knew love like this, never knew sacrifice before
It's his first chance to pass his life out at your local record store
Holds his lifetime in his arms then he kisses her goodnight
Wipes the dreams from his daughters face to let her know that she's all right
On his flight, grips tattered edges of a picture framed in fingerprints
A single glimpse of innocence, and a 60 second phone call seems infinite
All said and done wrong, gone in an instant
For the man with physical form who's heart beats with the speed of an infant
Typical storm weather with an aftertaste, adrenaline letdown
After the show, 3 hours of sleep, see how far that we can get now
Get down to business, get the crowd hyped, get the party started
Get back home to his wife and show these people where his heart is
He pities the heartless, the man who can't see each tree for the forest
He masterminds the revolution while he's takin out the garbage
Drops his carcass in his favorite chair and wonders if he can make it there
He looks each brand new day square in the face with a vacant stare
He lays it bare on the records to pull this whole world back together
He just wants to make it better
[Hook]
It's just another couple days
Just another couple shows
Just another couple hundred miles on this road
Just another "i'm sorry baby till I set these people free"
I'm just another couple steps from where I need to be
It's just another couple days
Just another couple shows
Just another couple hundred thousand miles on this road
Just another "i'm sorry baby till I set these people free"
I'm just another couple steps from where I need to be
I'm just another couple steps from where I need to be [4x]