I don't really care
I'm just along
For the ride
My shoes are falling apart
And my clothes are Salvation Army Special
Hungry but High
Cancer Ridden
Burning stacks of hundred dollar bills
To stay alive in the winter wind
Bums and the ******* laugh at me
Ha ha I'm pretty funny
She left me high and dry
Because my shoes are holy
Because I made her laugh
At herself
Figurines on the shelf
To the pawn shop
Only  knowing
How to window shop
Brick through the glass
You are mine at last