People try to help me their words are no better than mine I’m sick of trying to keep straight when I know that its too late theres nothing left to do I think I blew my cool
floating in the mess I made losing when the cards are laid but the sympathy that you give to me its all I really need and when you lose control you lose control you need someone to hold you need someone to hold
I’m broke and beat I’ve had enough I’m tired of acting tough oh I’m giving up oh I’m giving up
I’m broke and beat I’ve had enough I’m tired of acting tough oh I’m giving up oh I’m giving up
floating in the mess I made losing when the cards are laid but the sympathy that you give to me its all I really need and when you lose control you lose control you need someone to hold you need someone to hold
I’m broke and beat I’ve had enough I’m tired of acting tough oh I’m giving up oh I’m giving up