| Sometimes I’m Virginia Woolf
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| Sometimes I’m James Dean
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| Sometimes I’m my only friend
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| And my own worst enemy
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| My right hand never knows
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| What my left one’s gonna do
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| But I never meant to cause the harm
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| That I have done to you
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| Sometimes I drink beaujolais
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| Sometimes I drink gin
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| Sometimes the whiskey does me right
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| Sometimes it does me in
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| You’ve seen all my darkest shades
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| And everything I’ve been
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| Still I can hurt myself much more
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| Than anyone else can
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| I’m running for no reason
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| I’m running and I’m blue
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| There’s no better cure for it
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| Than being next to you
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| I can’t hide what I am
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| I guess it’s plain to see
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| Sometimes my weakness is stronger than me
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| Sometimes my weakness is stronger than me
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| Sometimes I live in a penthouse
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| Sometimes I live in a shack
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| Sometimes I fall off the wagon
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| Like a train running off the track
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| But I reckon that I’ll jump back on it
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| Get this monkey off my back
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| Before I wind up back in prison
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| Or give myself another heart attack
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| I’m running for no reason
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| I’m running and I’m blue
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| There’s no better cure for it
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| Than being next to you
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| I can’t hide what I am
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| I guess it’s plain to see
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| Sometimes my weakness is stronger than me
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| Sometimes my weakness is stronger than me |