Well, I´m sorry I drank too much whiskey But I am the star I´m fire, you´re gasoline, baby So why be around
You´re just a writer of yesterday´s news You knew what to expect Got no feelings of guilt Got no feelings of shame I´m the man, I´m the myth, I´m the wreck The man, the myth, the wreck
The man, the myth, the wreck I can see that you´re hurt But I´m still in the spotlight So thanks for the words
Your writing is nothing but yesterday´s news You knew what to expect No feelings of guilt No feelings of shame I´m the man, I´m the myth, I´m the wreck The man, the myth, the wreck