if i had a dollar bill for every time i´ve 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 going out in style to cover the hurt
and 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´ll try and find a place where no one will ask me a thing
it´ll help 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 the same the faces and names
and i´m scared of myself again

have you ever wanted to wake up from your dreaming
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 weak and tired and frightened man is no longer appealing

some people have a gift of reaching right into your soul
and finding the whole and making it
bigger
baby sometimes i think i catch ya crackin?cynical smiles
and in a short while you´ll be my
heart´s grave digger
well there´s not much i can do
cause i´m at the mercy of you
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 the same the faces and names
and i´m scared of myself again
cause now it´s all the same the faces and the names
so go walk out the door you don´t believe me no more
and i´m scared of myself again

if i had a dollar bill for every time i been wrong
i´d be a self made millionaire and i wouldn´t be singing