I'm pissed off at the number Of people that I meet Who go to shake my hand With a viper up their sleeve They freeze me out all winter Burn me up all summer Try to take my money When I'm desperate and depressed Ain't it a mess
I've played for free and paid for The miles on my truck Got no sleep in motels Cause the worry keeps me up It almost drives me crazy Thinking about my baby And how he's gonna love me If I'm desperate and depressed Can't get no rest
Momma never told me That things would be this way Daddy tried to warn me That there'd be hell to pay If I can't find the money Then I can't buy the time I'm stuck here making Someone else's dime
We busked in Sarasota I made twenty-seven bucks I wept for Richard Manuel Thinking I might have his luck You talked behind my back But only stabbed me in the front But don't think you can hurt me Cause I'm desperate and depressed Ain't it a mess
Please, somebody tell me How to make it stop This world feels like a roller coaster I just can't get off Tried rehab and probation Tried self-medication But none of that can cure you When you're desperate and depressed Ain't it a mess
Momma never told me That things would be this way Daddy tried to warn me That there'd be hell to pay But if I can't find the money Then I can't buy the lie Oh, ten percent of nothing Ain't a dime So don't you try to sell me back what's mine I'll be desperate and depressed until I dieTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
