I've reached a new low
Bet you're surprised how much lower I could go
I've got you to thank for some of it
And the rest piled up like snow
I just thought you might like to know
It seems
All your hopes for me were pipe dreams
The grey skies of my destiny
Were too much for your sunbeams
Only steel still gleams
And when I finish writing this note to you
I doubt you'll know much more than you already do
But still, you might feel satisfied
You never liked to leave loose ends untied
You always claimed I sometimes lied
Well, babe, here's something true
I'm running out of space
No more lines upon the paper, no more tears upon my face
When you read these words tomorrow
Won't you grant me a little grace?
I've reached a new low, and I know this is my place