Texty: Reel Big Fish. Cheer Up. Drunk Again.

If I had a dollar bill for every time Ive been wrong
i'd be a self-mademillionaire and you'd still be gone
so hand me down my dress shoes and my best dress shirt
cause i'm going down in style to cover the hurt.

all i wanna do all day is spend it in bed but that's bad for the body and even worse for my head
so i'll try and find a place where no one will ask me a thing
it will help me to forget and help me to say

cause now i'm drunk again
a means to my end
and i'm scared of myself
cause now it's all the same,
the places and names
and i'm scared of myself again.

have you ever wanted to wake up from your dreaming
it scared you so bad you couldn't you control your heart or your breathing. well walk out the door with me on the floor
you don't care how i'm feeling
i guess a weak and tired and frightened man is no longer appealing.

cause now, i'm drunk again
a means to my end,
and i'm scared of myself
cause now it's all the same
the places and names
and i'm scared of myself again.

some people have a gift of reaching right into your soul
and finding the hole

and making it bigger
there are sometimes i think i catch you cracking cynical smiles
and in a short while
you'll be my hearts grave digger.
well there's not much i can do
cause i'm at the mercy of you
so baby i guess we're through oh

cause now i'm drunk again
the means to my end
and i'm scared of myself
cause now it's all the same
the places and names
and i'm scared of myself
cause now it's all the same
the places and names
and i'm scared of myself

so go walk out the door
you don't believe me no more
and i'm scared of myself again.
again.

if i had a dollar bill for every time i'd been wrong
i'd be a self-made millionaire and i wouldn't be singing.