I'd take a picture of my life and offer it with open hand
To anyone who'd ask me to show
But they won't ask and anyway they wouldn't understand
So turn out the lights before it's over-exposed
They want to know
Well it's love song dedications on the radio
And I laugh'cause I'm listening to it
You know I can't believe these depths I've sunken to
Or how you always seem to come along and pull me through it
(I let you drag me through it.)
How do you always know?
Who's in my bed, the lives I've led, how my songs stay in your head
You know I've been and done bitter and I tell you, you're better off dead
Well I watch you tonight, here up on this stage
You wear me out, you know you fill me with rage
But there's no other place I'd rather be than up here laughing at you trying to figure me out
They want to know
Who's in my bed, the lives I've led
How my songs stay in your head
How the hell I'm not bitter
I tell you I'd rather be dead