Letras:Jerry Cantrell. Boggy Depot. Cut You In.

I like to sit, do nothing at home
I disappear, turn off the phone
I lose myself, hide from the sun
I make a trip, when I'm out of fun

I cut you in, come on let's go for a fall
I cut you in, and you ain't leavin' at all
I cut you in, don't let it go to your head
I cut you in, part-time friend

I call you up, whenever I'm stoned
We chew the skin, choke on the bones
You wonder when I'll go away
If I could deal with it, I would have stayed

I cut you in, come on let's go for a fall
I cut you in, and you ain't leavin' at all
I cut you in, don't let it go to your head
I cut you in, a part-time friend

I cut you in, come on let's go for a fall
I cut you in, and you ain't leavin' at all
I cut you in, don't let it go in your head
I cut you in, part-time friend

I like to sit, do nothing at home
I disappear, turn off the phone
I lose myself, hide from the sun
I make a trip, when I'm out of fun

I cut you in, come on let's go for a fall
I cut you in, and you ain't leavin' at all
I cut you in, don't let it go to your head
I cut you in, a part-time friend

I cut you in, come on let's go for a fall
I cut you in, and you ain't leavin' at all
I cut you in, don't let it go to your head
I cut you in, part-time friend

I cut you in
I cut you in
I cut you in, don't let it go to your head
I cut you in, a part-time friend