If I had a dollar bill for every time I'd been wrong,
I'd be a self made millionaire, and you'd still be gone,
so hand me down my best dress shoes, and my best dress shirt.
Cause I'm goin' out 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 head
So I'm gunna try and find a place where no one will ask me a thing
It will help me to forget, and help me to sing....
Cause now, I'm drunk again
the means to my end
and I'm scared of myself
Cause now, It's all the same
the faces and names
and I'm scared of myself again
Have you ever wanted to wake up from your dreaming?
It scared you so bad you couldn't control your heart or your breathing.
Well walk out the door, with me on the floor, you don't care how I'm feeling
I guess a week of tierd fightin' man is no longer appealing.
Cause now, I'm drunk again
the means to my end
and I'm scared of myself
Cause now, It's all the same
the faces and names
and I'm scared of myself again
Some people have the gift of reaching right into your soul
and finding the hole, and making it bigger
There are sometimes I think I catch you cracking cynical smiles
and in a short while, you'll be my heart's grave digger.
Well there's not much I can do, so baby I guess we're through...
Cause now, I'm drunk again
the means to my end
and I'm scared of myself
Cause now, It's all the same
the faces and names
and I'm scared of myself again
I'd be a self made millionaire, and you'd still be gone,
so hand me down my best dress shoes, and my best dress shirt.
Cause I'm goin' out 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 head
So I'm gunna try and find a place where no one will ask me a thing
It will help me to forget, and help me to sing....
Cause now, I'm drunk again
the means to my end
and I'm scared of myself
Cause now, It's all the same
the faces and names
and I'm scared of myself again
Have you ever wanted to wake up from your dreaming?
It scared you so bad you couldn't control your heart or your breathing.
Well walk out the door, with me on the floor, you don't care how I'm feeling
I guess a week of tierd fightin' man is no longer appealing.
Cause now, I'm drunk again
the means to my end
and I'm scared of myself
Cause now, It's all the same
the faces and names
and I'm scared of myself again
Some people have the gift of reaching right into your soul
and finding the hole, and making it bigger
There are sometimes I think I catch you cracking cynical smiles
and in a short while, you'll be my heart's grave digger.
Well there's not much I can do, so baby I guess we're through...
Cause now, I'm drunk again
the means to my end
and I'm scared of myself
Cause now, It's all the same
the faces and names
and I'm scared of myself again