the tragically hip
killing time
I need your confidence need to know you're mine  When it gets right down to the killing time  I know your heart is bad but it's all I've ever had we can live our lives on this righteous crime  I got kicked when I was down  And a sailor took my girl to town  Then she licked my wounds with the sea dog's salt I drank a Half a bottle of jack swore I'd never take you back by the bottle's  End I was on that phone  What you call compromise I don't understand what you call compromise I don't understand  How do you walk away? how do you walk away?  How do you walk away from a woman that gone and done you wrong?