| I’ve been on my hands and knees
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| Crawling towards eternity
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| Looking for the piece of me that always got away
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| And I’ve been so afraid to stand my ground
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| So I simply shut my mouth
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| Close my eyes, bite my lip
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| And swallow every tear
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| I can’t do anything — I don’t believe in anyone
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| I just feel sorry for myself all day long
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| All day long
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| Look inside my body, baby — see the twists and turns inside me
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| Every blinding curve that drives you right around the bend
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| I know you’ve had it up to there with all my chaos and confusion
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| I am living a delusion
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| And I do not give a damn
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| I can’t do anything — I don’t need anybody else
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| I just feel sorry for myself
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| For myself
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| For myself
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| For myself
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| Look into my heart and tell me I am a complete disaster
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| Wasn’t that what you were after?
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| Always thought it was
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| Wasn’t I complete desire — filthy ash without the fire
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| You could not have been much higher
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| Without some kind of drug
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| I can’t do anything — I don’t believe in anyone
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| I just feel sorry for myself
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| For myself
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| I can’t do anything — I don’t need anybody else
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| I just feel sorry for myself all day long
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| I can’t do anything — I don’t believe in anyone
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| I just feel sorry for myself
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| For myself
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| Etc |