1st Verse

I’m getting over this year

And I’m lost in my temptation

There is no use in complaining

As that won’t make me stronger

Chorus

Yet I feel so nervous as wasted time is playing on my mind

One last time I’ll take you out for breakfast, then I’ll let you go

2nd Verse

This won’t get me no where

To blame it on this bad trip

When it’s you I call my temptress, and I can’ believe I missed this

Chorus

Yet I feel so nervous as wasted time is playing on my mind

One last time I’ll take you out for breakfast, then I’ll let you go

Break

It shouldn’t be hard to be sane

So why do I feel this way