There I am on the street
Shoulders wrapped around hands
I was caught mid retreat
Like some kind of freak
So I'll just waste my life
Be what you want
The image stuck in your mind
A f*cking waste of time
And now I'm drunk and reeling
Shadow boxing with the night
I think I'll just lay down
Try and close my eyes
Until I'm not even really there
Until I'm not even really there
Sit down at the bar
Slip into the shoes
Spend my last filthy dollar
On a couple of brews
And now I'm drunk and reeling
Shadow boxing with the night
I think I'll just lay down
Try and close my eyes
Until I'm not even really there
Until I'm not even really there
Jesus won't want me he won't want me now
Ankles deep and wading out
Jesus won't want me he won't want me now
My feet don't touch I'm sinking down