Sometimes I think about the only way
That Ill ever see life beyond l.a. is dying
I sit in the corner of a hotel room
With a room service menu and Im looking at the moon,
Im crying
Im out here waiting, praying, trying to keep from sayin
That I dont miss you, though I do
Youve got me shaking, praying, trying to keep from sayin
That I dont miss you, though I do,
You know I do...
Livin out here you soon come to know
That it aint how good you are as much as who you know and how you fake it
Working this dive its a matter of time
cause Im a good lead player got a way with a line
And I can make it
And when the day breaks dawn
Something is in my room
When all my faith is gone
Something begets my gloom
Im out here waiting, praying, trying to keep from sayin
That I dont miss you, though I do
Youve got me shaking, playing, trying to keep from sayin
That I dont miss you, though I do
Well, you know I do.
Yes.i do
Sometimes I think about the only time
That Ill ever be happy in my own mind is dying...