I try not to drink,

'cause if i sit and think i'll go crazy

Desperate ain't lonely

Though i've been high

Pockets are empty

In the daytime i'm lonesome in the nightime i'm sad



The letter i wrote,

Took words from my throat i was saying

Lay on the roadside

I guess the mailman was drunk

The message was urgent

How lazy a state where you don't live no-one



So i try not to drink,

'cause if i sit and think i'll go crazy

Desperate ain't lonely

Though i've been high

Pockets are empty

In the daytime i'm lonesome in the nightime i'm sad


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