[Verse 1]
To the ones who don't have anything else, I'm with you
And I'm sorry I wasn't there when it hit you
Sometimes we need to remind ourselves
That life'll get you when it gets you
Sitting in the same old chair
Listening through old blown out speakers
Filling up the ash tray
Empty bottles piling up under me
I don't know
The difference between night and day
It's dark and cold when I'm awake
Piece another verse together
Cut another line
Drink to another chorus
Smoke again cause I got the time
Well maybe one day I can stop wearing this fucking hat
Sell a million records and get the rest of my self worth back
I hope that this is the last sad song I write
And I hope you know that I'm doing alright
Cause by the time you hear this I'll have picked myself back up
Living on a little bit less than enough
[Chorus]
So I'll watch the clock tick by
Tip back and unwind
With whiskey by my side
Hang a noose with spare time
I won't let em see
I won't let em see me
I won't let em see me, hate me
[Verse 2]
When you pull every stick like its the last ash you'll ever taste
When you're full of the wit that they say will go to waste
That is when it's worth it to show them how well you hate
This is the time to let them know
Their help is too late
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
I don't know the difference between night and day
It's dark and cold when I'm awake
Wearing these same old clothes while I pace
With blurry vision forgetting the reason I'm in this place
Now they're aware
In a way that they fear
Understanding I won't stop until my words are made clear
But I'm here
Paying dues with a cigarette and a bottle in my hand
I'd rather get high
I'd rather touch em all
I'd rather throw a ball at a blank white wall
Before I sell my soul
To a chump bitch for a sum of money
Only concerned by what he gets from me