Dirtbag
Wish I could've hold your hand
Wish I wasn't a dirtbag
Who always burns his cash
On whatever crosses his path
Haven't got a penny saved
After all the songs I've slaved
All I have for myself
Was an itchy emptiness
To become A BETTER PERSON
To prove my value to the world
Strangle a neck with fingers curled
If luck should ever struck me down
I hope that you'll still be around
I hope that you'll still be around
When I'll become A BETTER PERSON