I cannot stand because I'm falling over you Forgotten hands, and I've had more than a few Look the other way. I'm so tired now; I'll be home soon I'm a long way from the town where I was born Walked away in shame, and I left in the early morn Shut my mouth to say, I'm so sick of what I'm supposed to be Forget today, my faults follow wherever I go But don't go away, though, it's selfish of me for sure I'll be waiting there, with a heavy heart afraid of promises