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Ive been wrongi'd be a self-mademillionaire and you'd still be goneso hand me down my dress shoes and my best dress shirtcause i'm going down in style to cover the hurt.all i wanna do all day is spend it in bed but that's bad for the body and even worse for my headso i'll try and find a place where no one will ask me a thingit will help me to forget and help me to saycause now i'm drunk againa means to my endand i'm scared of myselfcause now it's all the same,the places and namesand i'm scared of myself again.have you ever wanted to wake up from your dreamingit scared you so bad you couldn't you control your heart or your breathing. well walk out the door with me on the flooryou don't care how i'm feelingi guess a weak and tired and frightened man is no longer appealing.cause now, i'm drunk againa means to my end,and i'm scared of myselfcause now it's all the samethe places and namesand i'm scared of myself again.some people have a gift of reaching right into your souland finding the holeand making it biggerthere are sometimes i think i catch you cracking cynical smilesand in a short whileyou'll be my hearts grave digger.well there's not much i can docause i'm at the mercy of youso baby i guess we're through ohcause now i'm drunk againthe means to my endand i'm scared of myselfcause now it's all the samethe places and namesand i'm scared of myselfcause now it's all the samethe places and namesand i'm scared of myselfso go walk out the dooryou don't believe me no moreand i'm scared of myself again.again.if i had a dollar bill for every time i'd been wrongi'd be a self-made millionaire and i wouldn't be singing. |
