Wrecked

Oh you’d really love a scandal wouldn’t you We all like a good gasp with our morning news I’m tired of singing everyone else’s blues Besides my mess doesn’t hold a candle to you

Oh you heard that i got caiught out in the rain

That i was finally washed up and might be going insane

That all my efforts to straighten up were surely in vain

It made you laguth to think of me finally slipping down the drain

Maybe i’m barely hanging on

Maybe i’m wrecked, but i’m not too far gone Maybe the edge is right where i belong

I’m not a fighter but i’m a dancer...

So if you see me looking like a fool

You may want to pull my strings, just to watch me unspool I’m not following anyone else’s rules

I’m immune to all your silly ridicule