I'm drunk and I cuss
There's only a few things that I'm good at
Like writing some lines
And take you into me
And after you'll see
You'll see me unfold
I'll come around with a hat
Full of doubts and lost souls
Forcing myself to grow
And somehow to believe
That there's more to what they call love
Than the little I've explored
And I
I'm gonna rest in pieces
Lost in this life I've been calling my own for a while
And I
I'm gonna hold on to you
Little man that has found his greatness in someone else
I'll try harder for once
And stay around for the night
But you know better than I
I'm no good at this game
And I
I'm gonna rest in pieces
Lost in this life I've been calling my own for a while
And I
I'm gonna hold on to you
Little man that has found his greatness in someone else
Striving to make it
Until the end of the month
But in all this madness
I can't believe that you're still here
And I
I'm gonna rest in pieces
Lost in this life I've been calling my own for a while
And I
I'm gonna hold on to you
Little man that has found his greatness in someone else