your glasses on don't stare at all the less you talk, the better now tell them why despire your lies this is not a set-up I wonder if you're happy I wonder why I should care hate everything and be a shut-in but if you're smart, just get up little did I know of everything they said forget the stuff you've heard hit me where it's bad despite the fact I know the mess is in my head pretend that you know me then hit me where it's bad why should I care? I'm hungry and sore unpleased and bored the less you dress, the better your curves in gauze that gaze and all a legìt betrayal I wonder if you're happy I wonder why I should care hate everything and be a shut in but if you're smart, just get up little did I know of everything they said forget the stuff you've heard hit me where it's bad despite the fact I know the mess is in my head pretend that you know me then hit me where it's bad ittle did i know I guess I just don't care if it's true these are the black lines in my head the wires I've ripped off the thoughts that are not there pretend that you know me then hit me where it's bad why should I care?

close your eyes if you close em tight you'll be fine I'll be fine And I've never been the guy you keep asking about all in all it's really nothing to be feeling down every morning there's a song that I hate keeps poppin' in my head right out of the bed leave your mind if you're lost there's a ball of yarn to get you back home in no time you'll be fine And I've never been the guy you keep asking about all in all it's far too easy to be feeling down every morning there's a song that I hate keeps poppin' in my head right out of the bed I'm the slo-mo motherfucker who's never around always yawning and too tired to be going out every morning there's a song in my head I hate it so bad it's worse than I said

sometimes I can be rude I don't know any better when you try so hard to pick a fight with me maybe you may think that I'm crazy but you're not supposed to tell that to my face You know how I always give my heart back to you but now we're really through I know my voice is shaking maybe that's because you're breaking my heart you try to play aloof as you don't really care for me but it's not so hard for anyone to see you're faking you may think that I'm crazy but you are not supposed to tell that to my face You know how I always give my heart back to you but now we're really through I know my voice is shaking maybe that's because you're breaking my heart and you know what makes me blue? it's you and the fact you lack the sense of what it's bad and good all my efforts not for one, but two me and you You know how I always give my heart back to you but now we're really through I know my voice is shaking maybe that's because you're breaking my heart and I know that I can do it I don't know if I can make it alone and you know, you should be happy cause it sounds you had it planned for long

How many more years how many sad tears how many good things should I give up to convince myself this time since I've dipped my toe in rock'n roll I've been losing my mind How many more years how many sad tears how many good things should I give up to convince myself this time since I've stepped my shoe in rhythm and blues I've been losing my mind How many more years how many sad tears how many good things should I give up to convince myself this time since I've tasted you I was gone for good I've been losing my mind once you step your shoe in rhythm and blues you'll be losing your mind

when I understood I got nothing to gain, nothing to loose playing guitar and singing the blues I was finally free of obeying my own rules and I don't need your name on a piece of paper, telling I'm game telling I can put out my stuff listen up and you'll see that my word is enough no need for stage; or lights; your show biz connections got voice, got hands, guitar; the song is the attraction and it sounds about the same well If I must say it sounds better without you in the way. when I understood I got nothing to gain, nothing to loose playing guitar and singing the blues I was finally free of giving up on my dreams and I don't need your name on a piece of paper, telling I'm game telling I can put out my stuff this music is reaching somebody else anyway and it's more than enough no need for stage; or lights; your show biz connections got voice, got hands, guitar; the song is the attraction and it sounds about the same even if they don't know my face I feel better about that anyway when I understood I got nothing to gain, nothing to loose playing guitar and singing the blues I was finally free of obeying my own rules

Heard you were miserable, dry as a bone convinced you can't it through the fall 'back on the road again', it's you favourite phrase with a smile to disguise your escape well it's feasible, selling the ship to get back to the coast when the wheather gets worse people just leaving home, to discover how their country is called in a six strings life boat and ties at minimum with the world they know there's a fantasy land when you're strung out and miserable and the things that you own will turn out to dust on the go every conceivable word that you know won't really help me at all get up and ride again this is what you used to say with a smile you can lie to my face it is practical to sell yourself cheap to get back to the coast, when the battle is lost people just leaving home and in spite of what could be appropriate they keep all em strong ties at minimium and ties at minimum with the world they know there's a fantasy land when you're strung out and miserable all the things that you own will turn out to dust on the go you've always denied this thoughts were in your mind blindly accepting the ties of those real things and real lives a word of advice is to keep your ties at minimum with the world you know there's a fantasy land when you're strung out and miserable all the things that you own will turn out to dust on the go keep your ties at minimum with the world you know there's a fantasy land when you're strung out and miserable all the things that you know turn out to dust when the blue sky will fall

down the sickly feeling when you are not around ease that frown they said you had to do it, then that you got it wrong flee your town the place you're gonna live in is yet to be found on your way out don't drown yourself in bad thoughts because down, down a hole when you feel strange about the things you've said and done well you don't know what to make of all those things d-d-d-down down a hole it gets so crowded when you'd like to be alone and you don't know what to make of you and me d-d-d-down the teary eyes when we talk sorry, i was wrong the fear we're coming across all around a perfect balance is yet to be found on your way out don't let yourself get down in bad thoughts because down, down a hole when you feel strange about the things you've said and done well you don't know what to make of all those things d-d-d-down down a hole it gets so crowded when you'd like to be alone and you don't know what to make of you and me d-d-d-down down, down a hole when I feel strange about the things I've said and done well I don't know what to make of all those things d-d-d-down down a hole it gets so crowded when I'd like to be alone and you I 't know what to make of you and me d-d-d-down

it should have rained all night long to wash away all that dirt we carry on and even 'tho it did not rain at all there's a flood inside that old house you're calling heart but me if I'm standing in anybody's way then it's not for me have you noticed that I'm already stranger than you'll ever be it should have rained all night long to wash away all that dirt we carry on but it's been months since it rained a single drop a desert lies behind those smiles we've all got on but me if I'm standing in anybody's way then it's not for me have you noticed that I'm already stranger than you'll ever be our future lies behind those smiles we've all got on if I'm standing in anybody's way then it's not for me have you noticed that I'm already stranger than you'll ever be