When does the bender end and the problem begin
I've been thinking about the flood i've been blowing in the wind
I miss the woman you used to be, i miss my friends
As soon as i start doing good i f*ck it up again
No place
No place to
No place to call my hat and hang my home
When is enough enough when are you satisfied?
You can always numb the pain but no one can stay high
They told you you could be anything but obviously they lied
The only thing we do for sure is eat and shit and die. f*ck off