Everybody talks, nobody knows the truth
People opine from their position
And outside it's different
You should see how awful it feels
Walking around suffering from a broken heart
Down here where we, the disappointed, are
Crying, smoking, drinking, begging is almost necessary
That's how I am, and why not?
Down here where you suffer there's no options
Your days get spent dedicating songs to them
With alcohol, but lots of alcohol
Down here one really suffers a lot
Down here where we, the disappointed, are
Crying, smoking, drinking, begging is almost necessary
That's how I am, and why not?
Down here where you suffer there's no options
Your days get spent dedicating songs to them
With alcohol, but lots of alcohol
Down here one really suffers a lot