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

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