Standing in line

For something to eat

Dragging my ass

Dead on my feet

No more possessions

Just my clothes

Down on my luck

And I'm sure it shows



No confidence

No self-esteem

When I lost my love

I lost my dream

Aching heart

Head and soul

Sleepless nights

Are taking their toll



Back to the hotel

On welfare street

A beer, then bed

'Cause I'm so beat

Walk down the hall

Just to take a piss

Never thought I'd

End up like this



The obvious conclusion

The inevitable end

Death will be welcomed

Like a friend