Tryin To Write A Hit Song

Write me a letter if it's the last thing you do I'd feel better hearing some words from you I should have listened when you said I wouldn't be Some kind of hero, I would be only me You should have told me there were some better than I I'm learning the hard way that what I got no one will buy The West Coast was hard, I was crazy to think I could beat All of those men who spent all of their lives on the street I was tryin' to write a hit song But the words just came out wrong And I wouldn't have tried to cry if only I knew I was tryin' to write a hit tune Thought I have a bullet real soon But it ain't that way and I'm beggin' to stay with you Send me a postcard, telephone me if you can I'm back in the same place, still the same kind of man Don't you remember you said you'd be waiting for me? I'm taking the next plane back to reality I was tryin' to write a hit song But the words, they came out wrong And I wouldn't have tried to cry if only, if only, if only I knew I was tryin' to write a hit tune Thought I have a bullet real soon But it ain't that way and I'm beggin' to stay with you I was trying to write a hit song You know those words, they came out wrong And I wouldn't have tried, baby, if only I knew I was tryin' to write a hit tune Thought I have a bullet real soon But it ain't that way and I'm beggin' to stay with you Yeah, it ain't that way and I'm beggin' to stay with you, oh