IntroVerse 1I'm Tired Of Waiting On The Good Times To ComeCause I Know That They Won'tMy Mind Is Starting To Go NumbI'm Strugglin To Stay AfloatMisery Don't Come Often For SomeBut For Me It's Always At My ThroatVerse 2Nobody Sees That I'm On My Way DownSo They Think That I'm Still Going StrongBut They Don't Ever See My Face With A FrownAnd They Don't Know How Much Is WrongI Can't Think Straight So In Whiskey I'll DrownOh I'm Like A Tickin Time BombVerse 3Sometimes I Look At That Old .45And I Think About The Blood In The SnowI Know That Even If I TriedTo Hell I Surely Would GoSo I'll Keep Fighting This Mortal FightIt's The Only Thing That I Know
