Unshowered, unshaved and a hitch in my step
No I don't smoke, but I just want one cigarette
I am burning the day just for the hell of it
I'll pass like a ghost and won't circle back
Big distractor
I know nothing
I've failed over and over before
All the women I've loved I don't see anymore
A tangled up brain or a hitch in my heart, that original sin must have left a mark
The things I said that I can't repeat
I'm privately as bad as i seem
I'll pull the flowers to pull the weeds
Falling apart slightly
Big distractor
I know nothing