I woke up counting what was left of me
Guess I was dreaming
'Bout some pieces I had lost
Had all my toes and fingers
My hair, my teeth, my tongue
But peeling off those sweaty sheets
I saw all my guts were gone
I blocked the doorway to the bedroom
In case the thief was still at hand
But I know that I'm alone
And I'm scared of death of finding
That some bastards at the pawnshop
Well, they sold my soul for cheap
Where will I find
The currency to buy myself again?
I'm broken and I'm slipping off
Into this drunken sleep
What nagging voice keeps whispering to me?
Who is that devil in my ear?
I will not listen; I will not listen
There are some things a man don't wanna hear
Outside the daylight's giving up to dark
Footprints fading fast into the thick of night
Under naked lamp I kneel
And take a closer look until
I recognize the tell-tale shape
Of my own compromise
I'm always staring at my shadow
Why won't I look up at the light?
(Guitar solo)
I write myself a little poetry
Dictated by the demons in my ear
I will not listen; I will not listen
There are some things a man ain't meant to hear
And I fear I'm left alone
With a man of no ambition
Well, I know he'll never wake up
Till it's all about to end
I will not drown tied to the dead weight
Of everything I should have been
Whatever's left of me I'll bargain
To buy myself again
Buy myself
Buy myself
I'm gonna buy myself
Buy myself
Buy myself
Till I'm whole again