by James Hyland

Well I’m all burned out. Well I’m feeling stale.

Well I’m just a drop out. I had my heart derail.

Well I’m no good. And I got nothing to loan.

Well I’m just a junkie. You were my methadone.

Na, I don’t feel like cryin’ over you anymore.

I don’t feel like dyin’, don’t wanna even the score.

No, I don’t wanna think about, what he does to you at night.

I don’t wanna worry, if you’ll be alright.

I’m all alone, but it ain’t so bad.

Well I just roam around, just like a wandering nomad.

Well I’m a real rolling stone. Ya, I got me a sign.

It says if you love me, you’d better leave me behind.

Na, I don’t feel like cryin’ over you anymore.

I don’t feel like dyin’, don’t wanna even the score.

No, I don’t wanna think about, what he does to you at night.

I don’t wanna worry, well if you’ll be alright.

Na, I don’t wanna think about, what he does to you at night.

I don’t wanna worry, if you’ll be alright.