Independent Thief - Kathleen Edwards

Gimme a bet and I’ll take it

I’ve got twenty bucks that says I’m gonna make it

I’ve got twenty two fifty in the bank

and I’d bet it all away given the chance

I’m the independent thief

no one’s got a number on me everybody’s talking while you save this crowd

they water down the drinks and the band plays too loud

I don’t want nothing from you

all I need is just some company

You’re always standing there holding out for more

when I’m the reason you’re always shown the door

I’m this city’s sweet holy thunder

I’m the gold of the drug you’ve been under

I’m the good teacher that got away

button-down sweaters and black-rimmed frames

I’m your get-out-of -jail-free for a year

I’m the warden of your heart but I don’t keep you near

I don’t want nothing from you

all I need is just some company