One more wasted morning When I could be holding you to my side Somebody stop this joyless joy ride I'm feeling older than my 35 years One more cryptic message Thinking that I might end it Oh god, you must have woken up To me saying that it's all too much I'll take it easy with the morbid stuff Oh, and honey, I'm worried 'bout you You're too much to lose You're all that I have And honey, I'm worried 'bout you Put yourself in my shoes You're all that I have, so please don't die Wherever you are tonight All these pointless benders With reptilian strangers Oh my God, you're so naive You leave this world in a drunken heap Who'll make the arrangements, baby, them or me? Oh, and honey, I'm worried 'bout you You're too much to lose You're all that I have And honey, I'm worried 'bout you Put yourself in my shoes You're all that I have You're all that I have And you're all that I have, so please don't die Wherever you are tonight