Nobody Knows

I'm not good when the party is packed I'm not good when there's nobody left I'm not good when I'm all by myself I fear for my health, I fear for my health I'm not good when the dead day is done I'm not good when the moon finally comes I'm not good and to tell you the truth It's all because of you, it's all because of you Nobody knows you're mine I'm not good when I'm driving a car I'm not good I can't run very far I'm not good I just wander around Just cursing the town, I don't know what to do I'm not good at being myself I'm not good at being anybody else I'm not good at talking to you Or telling the truth or lying Nobody knows you're mine You're mine Come over kindly collect your man Life of the party but now he's dead oh no Too many whiskies there's no one left We're all just skin and bone and breath Nobody's holy, holy Nobody knows you're mine