I'm tired of losing. I used to win every night of the week. Back when sex and amphetamines were the staples of our childhood physique. You used to tell me we'd turn into something. You said life was much better than this. Oh but the closest I've come to perfection is when you turned around to steel a kiss. Oh but you never trusted tomorrow. Baby is that anyway to live your life? You love the heart of my six string honey, but it's been outta tune for some time. I love so many women, only so many women love driving me wild. Yeah they say 'Hey You, get lost' in complexion and structure of a well placed smile But baby you, you never smile, it looks better that way. Oh Ha Ha Oh Ha Ha Ha Ooooo Looks better that way. But you never trusted tomorrow, yeah well thats just a problem of mine. Been thrown around, tried some bad ones Honey, oh and the good ones is a new thing this time. Oh but you showed me I couldn't be farther from the truth of the problem at hand. Yeah I could never say 'Baby tomorrow, Oh I'll be right there'. I'll be your man. I'll be your man.