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 you 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.
Voy caminando , no, no quiero retroceder. Siempre te van a pedir lo que no quieres hacer. Voy caminando, nunca me van a poner. Y voy viviendo no, lo que me toca vivir, no pido nada a cambio solo quiero seguir. Voy caminando, no , nunca quiziera morir...
Puedo confesar mil veces mi estupidez. Quiero controlarme para no reventar. Salpicandonos de esta mierda sin razo, machacandote la cabeza de una sola vez. Puedo ver el sol con los ojos cerrados. Todo estara bien a pesar de todo hoy. Puedo tropezar pero no caerme al fin, una y otra mas...nunca me voy a rendir....
