| When you open your eyes and there’s nothing but black
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| And you try hard to count all the knives in your back
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| In the bed you lay in you’ve fallen apart
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| And all of your sorrow now live in your heart
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| Just a young man I stood with a ticket in hand
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| My mom signed the papers said you pay back the bank
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| With a smile on my face and my dreams in my sight
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| Left all that I had for a rock’n’roll life
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| Could have been better
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| Should have been better
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| This ain’t the life that I asked for I know
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| But it is all that I got
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| This ain’t the life the life I wanted to live
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| Now it is what I’ve become
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| Accusations for breakfast too much on my plate
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| Two little children caught between love and hate
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| Religious obsession but you sin more and more
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| Grab what I can now and head for the door
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| Could have been better
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| Should have been better
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| This ain’t the life that I asked for I know
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| But it is all that I got
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| This ain’t the life the life I wanted to live
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| Now it is what I’ve become
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| When your life falls apart at the end
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| when your life falls apart at the end
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| when your life falls apart at the end
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| There’s nothing, nothing at all |