Nick's got his smoking sticks He's driving miles a day He's trying to hold on To another last chance
He chastises drug addicts He says the drinks are not strong But he's almost smoked 20 filtered cigarettes
So, if you have to let me down Don't be afraid 'Cause I know I will let you down In some other way "Why I'm not great" C'mon and say it with me When your ordinary day Folds into a copy again
Your daddy's got a reputation And your momma don't clean And I used to know What made you so mean
You set your sunset strip And now you've got to swallow it You were already 19 And you'll always be news to me
So, if you have to let me down Do it today 'Cause Lord knows we may dare to say Something great "Why I'm not great" Oh, 'cause risks are not fate 'Cause my bed ain't made And I get laid And my math ain't straight
