Song | Don't Mind Me, I'm Only Dying Slow |
Artist | Jackie Greene |
Album | Sweet Somewhere Bound |
Out from my window, the people are passing on by | |
I hear them complain but I know that they don't even try | |
And the lights down on Main Street don't shine like they used to | |
And I'm thinking of nothing but spending a lifetime with you | |
You know that I love you, you know that I wait by your door | |
You know how I'm feeling, so I won't have to feel it no more | |
But nobody could ever love you like I can | |
Honey someday you'll wake up and maybe you'll understand | |
Now I got a friend of a friend who drives a nice car | |
And I got acquaintances down at the neighborhood bar | |
And I got some women; they stop on by my home | |
But somehow I always wake up each morning alone | |
And the train that I ride has nothing aside | |
From the Phantom Conductor with a dog at his side | |
And the ghost of a weeping, weddingless bride | |
Who should have been married but never arrived | |
And I see through the windows like I see through the lies | |
Like I see through every useless disguise that | |
Everyone wears but everyone swears that they dont | |
Ah but dont mind me baby, Im only dying slow | |
Im trying so hard just to forget about you | |
I try not to care about anything that you do | |
But four in the morning and I just cant sleep | |
The pills aint workin and I cant get no relief | |
And I feel like a hound dog moaning along with the rain | |
Any day now, the jukebox could drive me insane | |
Theres an old man in the corner that nobody knows | |
He says: laugh while you can cause someday youll be wearing my clothes | |
But I guess I cant tell you what you dont already know | |
And I aint no prophet, my landlord he told me so | |
But my mind is a burning ring of Saturn Flame | |
And I feel things inside that I just cant explain | |
I know that you know how to fake and to take what | |
You break what you burn what you never did learn | |
Then you turn and you say that you've made a mistake | |
As your head starts to spin and your heart starts to ache | |
But all that you make will be all that you get | |
When the curtain goes down, but don't you forget | |
That all your regret is a cheap silhouette and that's all | |
Ah but don't mind me baby, i'm only dying slow | |
I met a gambler who did nothing but lose all day | |
He had love in his hands but he let her slip away | |
And all he ever wanted was to give her a win | |
But all she ever really wanted was him |
Out from my window, the people are passing on by | |
I hear them complain but I know that they don' t even try | |
And the lights down on Main Street don' t shine like they used to | |
And I' m thinking of nothing but spending a lifetime with you | |
You know that I love you, you know that I wait by your door | |
You know how I' m feeling, so I won' t have to feel it no more | |
But nobody could ever love you like I can | |
Honey someday you' ll wake up and maybe you' ll understand | |
Now I got a friend of a friend who drives a nice car | |
And I got acquaintances down at the neighborhood bar | |
And I got some women they stop on by my home | |
But somehow I always wake up each morning alone | |
And the train that I ride has nothing aside | |
From the Phantom Conductor with a dog at his side | |
And the ghost of a weeping, weddingless bride | |
Who should have been married but never arrived | |
And I see through the windows like I see through the lies | |
Like I see through every useless disguise that | |
Everyone wears but everyone swears that they don t | |
Ah but don t mind me baby, I m only dying slow | |
I m trying so hard just to forget about you | |
I try not to care about anything that you do | |
But four in the morning and I just can t sleep | |
The pills ain t workin and I can t get no relief | |
And I feel like a hound dog moaning along with the rain | |
Any day now, the jukebox could drive me insane | |
There s an old man in the corner that nobody knows | |
He says: laugh while you can cause someday you ll be wearing my clothes | |
But I guess I can t tell you what you don t already know | |
And I ain t no prophet, my landlord he told me so | |
But my mind is a burning ring of Saturn Flame | |
And I feel things inside that I just cant explain | |
I know that you know how to fake and to take what | |
You break what you burn what you never did learn | |
Then you turn and you say that you' ve made a mistake | |
As your head starts to spin and your heart starts to ache | |
But all that you make will be all that you get | |
When the curtain goes down, but don' t you forget | |
That all your regret is a cheap silhouette and that' s all | |
Ah but don' t mind me baby, i' m only dying slow | |
I met a gambler who did nothing but lose all day | |
He had love in his hands but he let her slip away | |
And all he ever wanted was to give her a win | |
But all she ever really wanted was him |