Feeling so low, this barstool is high
Feeling so lowly I might as well die
Come on man, pour me one more
Forget standing I'd rather feel the floor
You wanna hear my story?
I don't think I can if this is what's left of
a woman and her man
Give me the bottle, I'm feeling just fine
Has anyone seen it? I've just lost my
mind...
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Hey, what about me?
Why should I try, when all that I am is a
broken down lie?
What about you, acting this way?
Saying you're sorry, hell, that'll be the day
Their all asking why we can't see
Hey, what about me?
I've been called crazy
Maybe that's why, under my skin this
little girl hides
Inhale again, feeling so numb
I feel so stupid, I thought i was the one
Chorus:
Oh, my time has come
Im out of here, my wings are drawn to fly
If you're the one not staying
Tell me why should I?
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