Tired Of Singing The Blues
You know sometimes I think God's playing a little game with meLooking down from Heaven, laughing, trying to see how much I can takeBecause the way things go, it's like a jokeNobody's had more shots at the moon and missed than me
It's like I got my life stuck, stuck on rewindTryin' to make something of myself, life's got something else in mindI'm fighting a losing game and I'm biting my tongueYou won't be my man, do I understand?
No, stopI don't wanna hear another word about your why not's I boughtYour bullshit all before and now you're trying to sell me more, babe
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to loseSold my soul long ago, nothing left to chooseI'm tired, tired of singing the bluesI'm tired, ah
I'm walking down the streets, you wouldn't know what I was thinkingIt's just another white girl day, hey, ribbons in my hair and I am sinking downA double life, a sordid past and I am drinking nowI want to be bad, you say you were glad to see me
Shut upI don't wanna know another thing you think you know about meI'm not who you think I am, smiling but I ain't happy
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to loseSold my soul long ago, nothing I can chooseI'm tired, tired of singing the bluesI'm tired, ah
Oh, my super God, I can't turn offMy mind is like a ticking time bombTrying to kill me from insideHaunting me day and nightIs there no remedy for memory?
I've felt this way before, I've known the depths of utter desperationMy boyfriend says I'm like an old movie star, with loneliness as my occupationI know that he's right, but I don't care tonightI want to be bad, I want to be bad
I can't stopI keep running 'round the same town, knocking you downI'm fuckedHow can I get out when there's no where to go for miles around?
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to loseSold my soul long ago, nothing I can chooseI'm tired, tired of singing the bluesI'm tired, ah!
Ah, ah, ahAh, ah, ah