Music: Weak – The Beltones
I never broke my number one rule, but last night I dreamt of you. Yeah, the shit we did it was way out of line, and now I think about it all the time. And now whenever I look at you, I think of all the things we’ll never do. If I was stronger when it came to sin, I’d wish I never had that dream again, but I’m weak. So I pray to god and take or leave my soul to keep. Cos I ain’t got no soul, just broken dreams and bloodstained sheets. And ain’t a god in heaven that’ll ever mean shit to me. And without her kiss I fear I’ll never get a good night’s sleep. Another night with nothing much to do, as the sadness turns to sickness in my lonely room. Betaing myself up cos I’m missing you, Jonny’s on the phone he says “let’s get a brew”. Well another old bar won’t be nothing new, but it beats beating my brain in just turning the screw. If I were stronger when it came to sin, I’d wish I never had that dream again. I’ve been beaten many times before, but I still flash this crooked smile. I guess I really shouldn’t complain, I guess I’ve been blessed all the while. Too many times I’ve thrown a fist when I probably should’ve turned a cheek. They look at me like I’m a strong man, but I’m two feet tall. Yeah I’m nothing at all. I’m fucking weak…