An empty room – painted black
I lost a part of me, and just can’t get it back
Like a bird – to long in a cage
I lost the way to fly in, don’t sing much these days
And I’ve drinked on in the pain, but it cuts through
anyway
Life is hell – through my last penny, in an empty
wishing well
I’m tiered of fighting – somebody ring the bell
There’s got to be a better way – coz life for me these
days is hell
Another day – well I don’t care
Looks like loneliness ain’t going anywhere
So I drink alone – and I won’t mind
I’m just waiting on that life to hit me one more time
It go on hit me where it hurts – coz you can’t make
matters worse
Ouh, life is hell – I through my last penny, in an
empty wishing well
I’m tiered of fighting – somebody ring the bell
There’s got to be a better way – coz life for me these
days is hell
Life is hell – through my last penny, in an empty
wishing well
Now, I’m tiered of fighting – somebody ring the bell
And show me any other way, of puttin’ me in an early
grave
Coz life for me these days, is hell
