(On my way) Now I'm on my way to the other side, I'll forget everything I left behind. These empty rooms, Are still filled with you. Away from you. I'm so tired and turned around and scared. I'm lying in empty beds again. We've been alright up to now,

'Til the roof comes off, till the lights go out 'Til my legs give out, can't shut my mouth 'Til the smoke clears out and my high perhaps I'm a rip this shit till my bone collapse 'Cause sometimes you just feel tiredtired, you feel weak And when you feel weak

And I don't think on why I'm here where it hurts I'm just lucky to have the work But I thank God for the work When I get home from work Sunday morning I'm too tired to go to church I'll call up all my friends And we'll go bust up something beautiful

I'm sick and tired of the games you played Every move I make your ass got something to say Scandalize my name when you see it in the paper Trying to turn it all around when it wasn't that way Everybody is trying to figure me out What the hell is wrong

Everything was wrong You were still around How many times must I tell you Tired of you and everything you stand for I thought we'd reached an agreement But when I woke up this mornin' Why can't you show some feelin'? Why can't you understand? Messed up

When I'm much too far away And now I wish I'd stayed 'Cause I'm lonely and I'm tired I'm missing you again oh no A lonely road, crossed another cold state line Miles away from those I love purpose undefined We all need that person who can be true to you

And I miss my wife But the devil named music is taking my life And sometimes I'm stoned And yes, I get tired of being alone And sometimes I'm drunk I miss my son Sometimes I'm drunk We drove all night to Billings, Montana Flew into Utah, slept there all

Waiting for your call Time goes by so slowly I'm tired of waiting on you Every little thing that you say or do I'm hung up I'm hung up on you Baby night and day

You've got to show me love So, baby if you want me Words are so easy to say, but Heartbreaks and promises I've had more than my share I'm tired of giving my love And getting nowhere, nowhere It's been so long since I've touched the wanting hand

I get higher and lower Holdin' hands with an impotent dream In a brothel of fake energy Put a nickel in the graveyard machine Like a tired soldier With nothin' to shoot I just found me a bottle of blues Some strange comfort for a soul to soothe To want