Sitting by myself on the sidewalk
Thinking how I'm cold as hell
I wish I could get my mind straight
I wish I didn't mind the state
I want someone to speak without a lie
And tell me that I'm gonna be fine
Its funny how time can move so slow
Watch an ant go back to the hole
Tonight its storming
Nothing is warm but
I've got coins for
The liquor store and
All these forties mean
No good mornings but
its so boring ya
boring boring
Walking by myself on the boardwalk
Looking at the ocean swells
I wish I could buy my own island
In fact I wish I could buy a pen
I would write to the president
I think that I'm an alien
I dont remember the abduction
I was just too ****ing drunk