I'm drunk and I cuss There's only a few things that I'm good at Like writing some lines And take you into me And after you'll see You'll see me unfold I'll come around with a hat Full of doubts and lost souls Forcing myself to grow And somehow to believe That there's more to what they call love Than the little I've explored And I I'm gonna rest in pieces Lost in this life I've been calling my own for a while And I I'm gonna hold on to you Little man that has found his greatness in someone else I'll try harder for once And stay around for the night But you know better than I I'm no good at this game And I I'm gonna rest in pieces Lost in this life I've been calling my own for a while And I I'm gonna hold on to you Little man that has found his greatness in someone else Striving to make it Until the end of the month And in all this madness I can't believe that you're still here And I I'm gonna rest in pieces Lost in this life I've been calling my own for a while And I I'm gonna hold on to you Little man that has found his greatness in someone else