I cannot stand because I'm falling over you
Forgotten hands, and I've had more than a few
Look the other way. I'm so tired now; I'll be home soon
I'm a long way from the town where I was born
Walked away in shame, and I left in the early morn
Shut my mouth to say, I'm so sick of what I'm supposed to be
Forget today, my faults follow wherever I go
But don't go away, though, it's selfish of me for sure
I'll be waiting there, with a heavy heart afraid of promises