Oh believe me
I know it aint right to treat you like I do
Oh and believe me
I try so hard to figure out what I should do
but it s true
I m brought up this way and I don t it know any other way
And it s not
It s not a matter of putting the blame on someone else
I ve got to many things inside my head I m about to collapse
And I guess that if I drink too much
I ll just have to drink some less

It s not a fantasy
the devil s got a hold of me
and it doesn t get much lonelier
than waiting by the phone