Good Advice

You think that you know more About being, being lonely But I get so lonely No one's allowed to hold me, hold me Funny I can't help me I know that that sound's ugly Throw me a bone Give me, give me something I can use Or leave me alone If you can let me, let me get loose I'm not thinking too hard Or not, not at all There's nothing as depressing as good advice Nobody wants to hear how to live their lives There's nothing as depressing as good advice Nobody wants to hear how to live their lives You think that you know more About being, being lonely But I get so lonely No one's around to hold me, hold me Funny I can't help me I know that that sounds ugly Sleep talking letting secrets out Blacked out and walking to the cop crowd That feel when times ain't call for Crying, but you're thinking too hard There's nothing as depressing as good advice Nobody wants to hear how to live their lives There's nothing as depressing as good advice Nobody wants to hear how to live their lives