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I guess I smoked too much meth
And drank more than my share of beers
I use to think that death
Was somethin I should fear

And I've done too much coke
Always lookin for new highs
Told too many dirty jokes
And told way too many lies

And I'm tired of livin
This life that I live
I can't keep on givin
When there's nothin left to give

And I'm tired of actin
Like I can maintain and everying I'm doin
Slowly breaks my brain

I've tried livin right
But always end up wrong
Everyday ends in a fight
And every fight ends up in a song

So sorry if I let you down
While you were holdin out your hands
But I will not be back around
I'm down to the last few grains of sand