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