Lyrics

Every day, every night
I ask myself the question
was it you, was it me?
another drink, another cab
the city lights run for nothing
like the Devil?s Christmas tree

Three a.m. and the dirty streets
I drag my feet ?til sunrise
I can?t ever make it home
the buses run but I feel dead
like the shadow of Lugosi
I find my door but its not locked....

I used to have my act together
I had my money in the bank
you ask me why and I say whatever
you got the goods but I drew a blank

Summer dies, my car dies too,
and I can?t find a bathroom
so my thoughts turn back to you.
What does it mean, what did Freud say?
I can?t go back to dreaming
it?s too early in the day

I used to have my act together
I had my money in the bank
when they passed out souls in heaven
you got the goods but I drew a blank

I used to be so spiritual until I had to deal with you.
now my thoughts they are delusional
my face is red and my balls are blue

A coffee cup, a paper cut
the sun beats in my eardrum
If I died what would you say?
My mouth is dry my eyes are numb
if I see another waitress I will break my rule of thumb

I used to have my act together
I had my money in the bank
you ask me why and I say whatever
you got the goods but I drew a blank