And I've been so busy trying getting by just simply "trying" that I've only wound up living weekend to weekend And I should be out looking for a job left with nothing else so I think but only wind up heading for a stiff drink "it's time to stumble home" So I say Hello to wasted hours I've been so busy dying paycheck to paycheck that I've always wound up living and I say bottoms up to better days scraping by but hardly trying when half the check goes to rent I should be out looking for another job what will it take to get me out of bed the other half goes to debt Instead I stumble home Another day not trying there's no one left to blame it's just the routine and the repetition I've spun out of control
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