If I had a dollar bill for every time Ive been wrong

Id be a self-made millionaire and youd still be gone

So hand me down my best dress shoes and my best dress shirt

Cause Im going out in style to cover the hurt

And all I wanna do all day is spend it in bed

But thats bad for the body and even worse for my head

So Ill try and find a place where no one will ask me a thing

Itll help to forget and help me to sing



Cause now Im drunk again

The means to my end

And Im scared of myself

Cause now its the same the faces and names

And Im scared of myself again



Have you ever wanted to wake up from your dreaming

Scared you so bad you couldnt control your heart or your breathing

Well walk out the door with me on the floor

You dont care how Im 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 youll be my

hearts grave digger

Well theres not much I can do

Cause Im at the mercy of you

So baby I guess were through



Cause now Im drunk again

The means to my end

And Im scared of myself

Cause now its the same the faces and names

And Im scared of myself again

Cause now its all the same the faces and the names

So go walk out the door you dont believe me no more

And Im scared of myself again



If I had a dollar bill for every time I been wrong

Id be a self made millionaire and I wouldnt be singing