Feeling so low, this barstool is high Feeling so lowly I might as well die Come on man, pour me one more Forget standing I'd rather feel the floor You wanna hear my story? I don't think I can if this is what's left of a woman and her man Give me the bottle, I'm feeling just fine Has anyone seen it? I've just lost my mind... Chorus: Hey, what about me? Why should I try, when all that I am is a broken down lie? What about you, acting this way? Saying you're sorry, hell, that'll be the day Their all asking why we can't see Hey, what about me? I've been called crazy Maybe that's why, under my skin this little girl hides Inhale again, feeling so numb I feel so stupid, I thought i was the one Chorus: Oh, my time has come Im out of here, my wings are drawn to fly If you're the one not staying Tell me why should I? Chorus: