Well, I´m sorry I drank too much whiskey 
But I am the star 
I´m fire, you´re gasoline, baby 
So why be around 
You´re just a writer of yesterday´s news 
You knew what to expect 
Got no feelings of guilt 
Got no feelings of shame 
I´m the man, I´m the myth, I´m the wreck 
The man, the myth, the wreck 
The man, the myth, the wreck 
I can see that you´re hurt 
But I´m still in the spotlight 
So thanks for the words 
Your writing is nothing but yesterday´s news 
You knew what to expect 
No feelings of guilt 
No feelings of shame 
I´m the man, I´m the myth, I´m the wreck 
The man, the myth, the wreck