The death of me

The death of me
Do I have nothing good left to say
Do I need whiskey to start fueling my complaints
People love to drink their troubles away
Sometimes I feel that IÂ’d be better off that way
Cause maybe then I could sleep at night
I wouldnÂ’t lie awake until the morning light
This is something that IÂ’ll never control
My nerves will be the death of me
I know
I know
I know

So hereÂ’s to living life miserable
And hereÂ’s to all the lonely stories that IÂ’ve told
Maybe drinking wine would validate my sorrow
Every man needs a muse
And mine could be the bottle
Maybe then I could sleep at night
I wouldnÂ’t lie awake until the morning light
This is something that IÂ’ll never control
My nerves will be the death of me
I know
Finally I could hope for a better day
No longer holding on to all the things that cloud my mind
Maybe then the weight of the world wouldnÂ’t seem so heavy
But then again IÂ’ll probably always feel this way
At least I know IÂ’ll never sleep at night
IÂ’ll always lie awake until the morning light
This is something that IÂ’ll never control
My nerves will be the death of me
My nerves will be the death of me
My nerves will be the death of me
I know