Pockets full of crappiness Piece together my day So I pose myself some question Sleep's gonna get me in the shade I got my head buried in the pillow You know I got my head in the pillow You know I got my head in the pillow So low Praying for the pain to go away
It's hard to shake your hand in friendship When your hand is hard to find So I'm hoping for the opportunity to shake it another time. I sit here weeping like the willow You know I'm weeping like the willow You know I'm weeping like the willow Growing in the cold In the cold