You never worry 'bout the way you look You never seem to have much luck You've turned to drink now, it's just too much I think your mind is out of touch No one can help you that you can't see You're the one that holds the key Maybe you have gone too far Only Time will Tell.
I'm sick and tired of the same routine I know where I'm at and I know where I've been I need some action, less of the fights I'm heading out for the city lights No one can help you that you can't see You're the one that holds the key Maybe you have gone too far Only Time will Tell.