Find me wrecked in the mornin'
I'm waiting for the wheels to get rollin'
Starving got a head ache crawling
Some say, I'm only harmless
Yeah baby, harmless
Praying, waiting for the sunset
Complaining, just to hear myself talking
Broke down, so lonely-hearted, someday
When the show gets going
Yes, baby going
And everybody starts singing man he looks a wreck
Singing what a charming little mess
Singing wonder if he'll see next week
Catch me, down the drain twisted
Pinch me, just to see if I'm breathing
Bleeding, it's only when I'm singing
I know I can never see clearer
Oh yes baby, clearer
And everybody starts singing man he looks a wreck
Singing what a charming little mess
Singing wonder if he'll see next week
And everybody starts singing " man he looks a wreck
Singing what a charming little mess
Singing I wonder if he'll ever, ever wanna see next week
Singing man he looks a wreck
Singing what a charming little mess
Singing I wonder if he'll ever, ever wanna see next week
Singing man he looks a wreck
Singing what a charming little mess
Singing I wonder baby, if he'll ever, gonna see next week
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