[Danny] Poor me, poor me, pour me another! It holds me, holds me like no other! One more drink then I swear that I´m going home! Truth is, I don´t really have a place to go!
So poor me, poor me, pour me another!
[Johnny 3 Tears] I wake up right about the mid-afternoon With the sun and the sky, but night´s coming soon And I walk to the mirror just to fix myself Yeah, life gets harder when you love nothing else So I pick my pills from the counter drawer Pick my self-esteem off of the fucking floor I guess I´m a man of no recourse As I crack another bottle, got no remorse And I´ll say a little prayer for the child in me I swear I used to be what I truly believed That I´m not just a man with these broken dreams That even I can go to heaven if I part the sea, so...
[Danny]
Poor me, poor me, pour me another! It holds me, holds me like no other! One more drink then I swear that I´m going home! Truth is, I don´t really have a place to go! So poor me, poor me, pour me another!
[Johnny 3 Tears] People get sick, and they´ll watch you bleed When you fall from the top, boy you better believe At the bottom, they got just, yeah, just what you need But at the bottom, you can´t swim ´cause you drank up the sea When we stop, and we look up to the sky They don´t ask any questions, they ask us why Don´t have any answers, don´t know what to say Our knees are getting tired, too tired to pray
That´s when we lay down, end of the road We all seem to walk it, guess I walked it alone And I´m not just a man with these broken dreams Even I can go to heaven if I part the sea, so…
[Danny] Poor me, poor me, pour me another! It holds me, holds me like no other! One more drink then I swear that I´m going home! Truth is, I don´t really have a place to go! So poor me, poor me, pour me another!
[ Danny & Johnny 3 Tears] Time just seems to go on and on On and on and on and on Life inside a bottle, all along All along, the bottle´s gone I´m not just a man with these broken dreams
Even I can go to heaven if I part the sea What´s life inside a bottle if it´s gone? One more song and I´m finally free I´ll meet you here in heaven between the sea ´Cause I´m not just a man with these broken dreams Even I can go to heaven if I part the sea, so…
[Danny] Poor me, poor me, pour me another! It holds me, holds me like no other! One more drink then I swear that I´m going home! Truth is, I don´t really have a place to go! So poor me, poor me, pour me another!
[Danny] Poor me, poor me! Poor me, poor me!
Poor me, poor me! Poor me, poor me! Pour me another!