Bills are stacking, money's lacking, I'm poor I can't take it anymore; I can't see an end to this Pills and mornings, my baby's slamming the door, She can't take it anymore; she is leaving with the kids I used to have ideas and brainstorm, my head above the water But now it just appears that, the rainstorm has overdrawn the river Optimism, the credit prison, has floored I'm going overboard, the chances that I've missed I used to have ideas not brain storms, my head above the water But now it just appears that, the rainstorms have overgrown the river Fame is such a lonely game, forsaken when it's gone When it's on, it can't last much longer Pain is for the wiser man, I'm noteless when you're gone When you're gone I can't be much stronger An artificial flame, has lit some warmth in me Now that you know my name and my melody Glory, notoriety, as powerful as they may be Won't take away my reason or my sanity Aggravating, a fameless craving has grown And now that I am strong I'm scaring you away
