I try not to drink,
'cause if i sit and think i'll go crazy
Desperate ain't lonely
Though i've been high
Pockets are empty
In the daytime i'm lonesome in the nightime i'm sad
The letter i wrote,
Took words from my throat i was saying
Lay on the roadside
I guess the mailman was drunk
The message was urgent
How lazy a state where you don't live no-one
So i try not to drink,
'cause if i sit and think i'll go crazy
Desperate ain't lonely
Though i've been high
Pockets are empty
In the daytime i'm lonesome in the nightime i'm sad