Friday night

Ms. Sissie's in L.A.

And I'm sittin' on mom's back porch

I've been thinkin' again

All I do is drink too much

And dream up different ways

To crawl a little further outta touch

Waste away my days



So you can listen to this song I sing

But this song I sing is still for me

bye-apa-bye-aye

bye-apa-bye-aye-aye-aye

bye-apa-bye-aye

This is my song

bye-apa-bye-aye

bye-apa-bye-aye-aye-aye

bye-apa-bye-aye

This is my song



So this is my life

Wake me when it's over

Coz I just turned 27

But I'm feeling so much older

I'm not supposed to be this bitter

I'm not supposed to be this mad

All my plans were so much bigger

Than everything I am



So you can listen to this song I sing

But this song I sing is still for me

bye-apa-bye-aye

bye-apa-bye-aye-aye-aye

bye-apa-bye-aye

This is my song

bye-apa-bye-aye

bye-apa-bye-aye-aye-aye

bye-apa-bye-aye

This is my song

My, my



Somedays I hate the way it's all come down

I hate the way the scene's played out

I hate the way the movie ends

And I wish I could take back what's been said

Coz I feel like maybe I've been wronged

Coz I used to know where I belonged

But these days I'm just not so strong

Well this is my voice

My, my song

bye-apa-bye-aye-aye-aye

bye-apa-bye-aye-aye-aye