Lady, I feel I’m going nowhere
Lately, it’s harder to stay sober
When all I want
And all I need, is you
Tomorrow if I see you at the show dear
Then you'd know, the look of true fear
In my eyes
If words don't materialize
I pinned that luck
Up on falling stars
Set that love
Up in totaled cars
Next time, next time I'll get it right
Remember, last December
I braved through, the wildest weather
Just so we could finally
Be alone
Now left to, my own devices
I cling to, the worst of vices
All in search
Of some kind, of home
Tell myself
It doesn't matter any more
I was just some kid
Picking candy off the floor
Next time, next time I'll get it right
