i fell cold and i feel useless think i'd rather be away i feel sick of all this sadness i can't wait to find a way every night that i look up to the sky every night that look into your eyes get my self a shower get myself a shave get rid of the alcohol learn how to behave every night that i look at my wife every night it's my miserable life (everyone lives to die alone) there's a ghost in my room but it's going away but it's going it's not going it's not going a