I’ve been loved by amazing women and I’ve always known how lucky I am,
but the tighter my grip, the more they slip through my hands,
and I’m left all by my lonesome again.

I’ve been admired by amazing musicians and inspired some incredible bands, but when push came to shove, my hand did not fit the glove,
and now my fanbase don’t exist anymore.

I’m sorry for being so self-deprecating but there’s no fabricating the truth.
I look to replacement of all the years I have wasted.
Now they’re stuck to the pages like glue.

I no longer am friends with the bottle, but the times we shared I’ll never forget. But while quenching my thirst I made everything ten times worse.
Now the reefer fills the void in my chest, and I’m left all by my lonesome again.

I’m sorry, but it’s an ugly world.
It’s an ugly world when you’re alone.

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