Hell

o,

meet

my

prob

lems

i

on

ly

miss

you

when

i'm

with

you

got

a

fly

car

to

a

jet

a

round

town

gone

so

ur

to

the

bone,

gone

bad

to

the

mar

row

fi

nan

cial

sit

u

a

tion's

de

plet

ed

guess

a

slap

in

the

face

is

what

i

really

need

ed

from

a

strong

hand

to

to

make

me

a

man

what

more

could

i

ask,

what

more

could

i

stand?

i'm

so

low

that

i

wish

i

was

dead

with

a

knife

in

my

chest

and

a

bul

let

through

my

head

i'm

so

low

that

i

wish

i

was

dead

must

i

go

on?

I

sold

all

my

friends

to

da

y

i'm

so

low

that

i

wish

i

was

dead

i

gave

ev

ery

thing

a

wa

y

now

i'm

bound

on

ly

by

twine

and

thread

i'm

so

low

that

i

wish

i

was

dead

with

a

knife

in

my

chest

and

a

bul

let

through

my

head

i'm

so

low

that

i

wish

i

was

dead

must

i

go

on?

i'm

so

low

that

i

wish

i

was

dead

with

a

knife

in

my

chest

and

a

bul

let

through

my

head

i'm

so

low

that

i

wish

i

was

dead

must

i

go

o

n?

just

give

me

time

don't

give

me

time

to

miss

you

just

give

me

time

don't

give

me

time

to

miss

you

on

a

short

leash,

yet

she

was

earth

bound

so

i

threw

her

in

the

lost

and

found

now

she's

scar

ing

me

i

found

char

i

ty

with

a

pink

trom

bone

and

a

tim

pan

y

So

just

ig

nore

my

foot

prints

and

just

ig

nore

the

sand

my

ep

i

taph

stands

be

fore

me

so

wear

your

e

go

to

the

fun

eral

of

a

fright

ened

man

i'm

so

low

that

i

wish

i

was

dead

with

a

knife

in

my

chest

and

a

bul

let

through

my

head

i'm

so

low

that

i

wish

i

was

dead

must

i

go

on?

i'm

so

low

that

i

wish

i

was

dead

with

a

knife

in

my

chest

and

a

bul

let

through

my

head

i'm

so

low

that

i

wish

i

was

dead

must

i

go

on?

saw

her

stand

ing

in

the

door

way,

fade

a

way

and

i

be

lieve

in

it

if

i

were

dead

if

i

were

dead

if

i

were

dead

she

wouldn't

love

me

an

y

more

i'm

so

low

that

i

wish

i

was

dead

with

a

knife

in

my

chest

and

a

bul

let

through

my

head

i'm

so

low

that

i

wish

i

was

dead

must

i

go

on?

Don't

give

me

time

Don't

give

me

time

to

miss

you

Don't

give

me

ti

me

Don't

give

me

time

to

miss

you

Don't

give

me

time

Don't

give

me

time

to

miss

you

Don't

give

me

time

Don't

give

me

time

to

miss

you