I'm so sick of writing
Songs about screwing up
No matter how much I fall down
It seems it's never enough
No matter how much good luck
Throws itself my way
I find some way to ruin it
Fall down again the next day
Road rashed, run down, wrinkled from the rain
The song in my heart makes just one sound
But I sing along just the same
And I wonder how long I'll hang around
Before I go insane
Before I break down
And get gone again
♪
Put myself on trial again for crimes I couldn't see
My naked aggression was picked up on a charge of indecency
And I remember how I felt when first it exposed itself to me
And pray for forgiveness, and a sympathetic jury

Road rashed, run down, wrinkled from the rain
The song in my heart makes just one sound
But I sing along just the same
And I wonder how long I'll hang around
Before I go insane
Before I break down
And get gone again
♪
And it makes no difference
What you thought you came here for
Any plans that you might have had; swept right out the door
And it makes no difference how hard you think you've tried
'Cause what you'll find out in the end is that it's just a lie
There've been girls that loved me
But I cheated on them
With a woman named Whiskey
And Gin, her best friend
Their affections flow like liquid
To a thousand other men
Who'll trade loving for liquor
Salvation for sin
Road rashed, run down, wrinkled from the rain
The song in my heart makes just one sound
But I sing along just the same
And I wonder how long I'll hang around
Before I go insane
Before I break down
And get gone again
Road rashed, run down, wrinkled from the rain
The song in my heart makes just one sound
But I sing along just the same
And I wonder how long I'll hang around
Before I go insane
Before I break down
And get gone again
♪
Get gone again

Get gone again
Get gone again