Borrowed Time Songtext
von John R. Miller

Borrowed time, borrowed time
Soon as you drive it off the lot, it′s in decline
Borrowed time, borrowed time
Give me some of yours, I'll give you some of mine

It′s fortune you've been after
No fortune have you found
Some'll say to cut your losses
Others say to double down
Maybe you got someone to hold you
But can you hold them in kind?
You can′t compromise with borrowed time

Borrowed time, borrowed time
Everybody needs a little somethin′ they can leave behind
Borrowed time, borrowed time
You're gonna have to give it back somewhere down the line


Gotta watch your hypertension
The heavy heart wears the crown
Don′t be too hard on your suspension
As you roll over the ground
They're gonna want their percentage, boy
Set aside some to unwind
There just ain′t enough borrowed time

Borrowed time, borrowed time
It wasn't God who gave Noah the rainbow sign
Borrowed time, borrowed time
Just listen to that eternal engine whine

Now the minutes turn to hours
And the hours turn into days
Some days, I go to bed feelin′ like I just woke up
It seems like it's meltin' away
Lord, make me an offer I can′t refuse
We were born to win and bound to lose
All of these bad uses of borrowed time

Borrowed time, borrowed time
Depreciatin′ like a double-wide trailer on top of a salt mine
Borrowed time, borrowed time
Give me some of yours, I'll give you some of mine
Give me some of yours, I′ll give you some of mine