The stranger said "Love it can cry you a river -
Me, I'm a loner cause I can't take the heartache
And sometimes I'm a fighter when I get too much whiskey -
Here have a little whiskey, pretend you don't give a **** -*

I am a loner and
sometimes a fighter,
but there is
not enough
whiskey in the world
to drink you
out of my heart
or  allow me
to pretend
I don't give a ****
or to ignore
the heartache.

I take my pain
like a warrior:
straight up.
  ~mce

some folks got it better than some
some people got it better than none
count my money like i'm countin' sheep
one eye open that's how i sleep

i got a big house and a fancy car
both of 'em got a hell of a bar
when push comes to shove mister talk is cheap
my three dollar shovel runs six feet deep

i'm a smooth operator
what's yours is mine
i'm a mover and a shaker
the devilish kind
start my percolator won't a drop be weak
born to be a taker
i'm playin' for keeps
feels so good
i'm so glad
i'm so bad

my old lady says she needs to be free
but no woman ever gets far from me
my backdoor baby told me she don't care
long as she's able to get her share

well i don't know about you and yours
this life of mine's worth fightin' for
man over yonder sayin' it ain't fair
hey i don't make the rules i just bring 'em to bear

i'm a smooth operator
what's yours is mine
i'm a mover and a shaker
the devilish kind
start my percolator won't a drop be weak
born to be a taker
i'm playin' for keeps
feels so good
i'm so glad
i'm so bad

eye to eye and pound for pound
fist for fist and round to round
i'm the one that gets the doin' did
and it's in season to flip my lid

last one to try me is dead and gone
don't even think of what you're thinkin' on
been there done that is on my mind
worlds unravel when i unwind

i'm a smooth operator
what's yours is mine
i'm a mover and a shaker
the devilish kind
start my percolator won't a drop be weak
born to be a taker
i'm playin' for keeps
feels so good
i'm so glad
i'm so bad

feels so good
i'm so glad
i'm so bad

i'm tossin' and turnin' baby
since that little girl left my bed
tossin' and turnin' baby
over all the hurtful things i said
been wonderin' how she's gettin' on
and if she knows she's still in my head

i'm tossin' and turnin' baby
'bout seven days every week
tossin' and turnin' baby
gaining guilt and losing sleep
thinkin' i should'a done more
to make her see she's my only need

i'm tossin' and turnin' baby
just like an old plow out in the field
tossin' and turnin' baby
like a beat up wagon wheel
now what i say is all i feel
how i do love that little girl still

I can't live without
pain and pleasure
sand beneath my feet
salt water waves washing
all the beaches out
love to hate maybe
the axis is so close
yet so far on the horizon
like opposites attract
exits are entrances
perhaps
demons are my savior
gods my enemy
flowers weeds
sugar bitter
hope
is where

I want to give up
I don’t want to play
This world is too much
Could today be the day?

What would it take?
Start with one drink
Blow my mind away
Into the bottle I’d sink

What is there to live for?
I don’t see the point
Waking up every day
Give me ***** and a joint

I thought I was over this
I guess I am not
The claws have come to **** me
Drown me in wine and some ***

I need something stronger
This won’t work fast enough
Maybe some heroine
Or some other white stuff?

This pain in my head is too much to bear
If I disappeared, would anyone care?
Me and my bottle crawl into bed
Nothing matters, I’m already dead

they get into your pant
sting the fleshiest part
concerns they've scant
if the bitten is hurt
no sooner than dangers they read
quickly inject formic acid.

easily irritable they're venomous
the pain they inflict can't be quietly nursed
don't they ever bother size of victim
elephantine fat or grasshopper slim
just one bite and the crisis is dire
body is engulfed in eruptive fire.

they grip quite strong before they bite
crawl on from left catch you from right
not a fair deal was it deserved to be earned
thrown in the fire thousand times burned
they spread everywhere trees and clothesline
upon this earth they're livid landmine.

fear them you might curse them abhor
can't stop them they're mighty predator
one small sting is sparks of whiplash
leaving on skin swollen red rash
the more you scratch the more leaps the flame
be wary of these creatures fire ant by name.

She’s always happy
That’s what they say
She’s always smiling
That’s what they say
She never gets angry
That’s what they say
She’s full of energy
That’s what they say
She’ll do anything for you
That’s what they say
She’ll lend you money
That’s what they say

As she lies in the bathtub
Water crimson red
No smile on her face
No breath of life left in her body

What do you think they’ll say?

I would love to just give up
Right now
This very minute
Crawl back into the bottle

Escape
Be free from people
From judgement
From life

Why bother
Two years, twenty years
Do we ever get respect back?
Do we ever get our sanity back?

Overlooked
Underpaid
Just a drunk
Always a drunk
No license?  Oh my!
Humiliation

Does it matter?
Would anyone care?
Or just laugh
With a stupid grin on their face
They were just waiting for it

Little minded people
In big glass houses
Don’t bother throwing stones
The bolder is rolling down the hill
Flying downward, toward you…

I pushed it
Now I need a drink

When I think of your lips on mine, I quiver
When I think of your touch, I’m on fire
When I think of your voice, I melt
When I think of how much I love you, I cry
When I think of you with her, I want to ****

Then I wake up
Praying it was a dream
And realize you are gone

The tape replays when I lay my head on my pillow
It is never a dream
But a nightmare

Thorns replace the feathers in my pillow
Reminding me forever…
Of you