It's all that I play In all the wrong places I'm on my own again Ever since my baby went away It's been the blackest day, it's been the blackest day All I hear is Billie Holiday Because I'm going deeper and deeper (deeper) Harder and harder (harder)

A hundred miles an hour Out on highway 10 Top down burning up the night again Ain't no one can catch you But girl I'm gonna try I can see that dangerous look in your eyes You're my kind of crazy Full moon saying you know what I like

I slam the door in my own face again To see if I will ever change the feeling I separate from my body Simply just lost in my mind If I walk and find a stone Break it open to find my own gold Making riches out of nothing There is one thing, the way it's

And every single year I'm drowning in my tears, I'm drowning in my tears again I can't seem to forget the pain I seem to give The pain I seem to give, my friend Woah, oh, woah, oh Woah, oh, woah, oh, woah, oh

See you later alligator I'm leavin' again, long way to go It's a sad sad feelin' already know The ticket's bought and the contract's signed It's too late to change my mind I'm leavin' again, help me pack my case I'll be a long long time in another place

Wave after wave Pulling against the stream I'm slowly drifting (drifting away) And it feels like I'm drowning My face above the water My feet can't touch the ground Touch the ground, and it feels like I can see the sands on the horizon everytime

You caught me smilin' again Hangin' loose 'cause you ain't used To see me turned on I'll be gone and it won't take you long To climb a tree about me I ain't down I'll be around to carry on In my pain, I'll be sane To take your hand

All I hear from her is (beep beep beep) I wonder if (beep) means I miss you And maybe (boop) means I want to kiss you I'm hopin' that (bloop) means I love you And she's comin' down to earth again My love for her is gonna keep Till she comes back and

Blood side out I'm down again Got a wine soaked heart There's a siren in the distance And whisky soaked lips Don't know how to get to you But I know how to get my kicks Out in the cold and damp Out on the streets just like a tramp

I'm so tired We are not cool no mo' as far as I can see You kicked me down I've fallen, I'm crawlin' It's all your fault Of all the problems you've been causin' me Mo' money, mo' problems it is Now I'm back to writin' my lyrical novel again I'm holdin'