| Oh what’s wrong with me
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| Said oh what’s wrong with me
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| I know what I don’t wanna be
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| A dead end on the family tree
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| And I just lost my virginity
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| To a girl who won’t remember me at all
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| Took her out on a shopping spree
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| Happiness never happened for free
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| Could it be that I imagined things
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| I’m just sad instead of heartbroken
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| She came home but she’s leaving again
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| She’s coming back but she won’t say when
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| And I don’t sing songs anymore
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| I don’t feel young anymore
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| And it’s hard to conceal
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| That these tears that I cry are for real
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| Any more
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| My pop said I should be like him
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| My mom says I can live with them
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| I had to ask my little brother to lend
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| Me change for the bus 'til I see him again
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| I’m getting drunk every day of the week
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| My ship sunk but it had no leak
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| A fortune teller on Bishop street
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| She read my hand and the future is bleak
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| I’m tired of sitting upon the fence
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| I’ve got no self confidence
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| Why don’t I have a circle of friends
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| I’m so square they don’t even pretend
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| Don’t give in
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| You can never let them win
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| But I get cold
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| I get cold
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| Every night, night, night
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| Without a prayer in my heart, heart, heart
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| Oh what’s wrong with me
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| Said oh Lord what’s wrong with me
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| I know what I don’t wanna be
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| A dead end on the family tree
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| And the train for my salvation
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| Is departing from the station
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| She don’t feel like conversation
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| So I’m talking to myself
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| I got nobody else
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| I got my bottle of booze and my stale cigarettes
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| Down from the shelf |