Fireside - Desolator lyrics

Oh believe me I know it aint right to treat you like I do Oh and believe me I try so hard to figure out what I should do But it's true I'm brought up this way and I don't it know any other way And it's not It's not a matter of putting the blame on someone else I've got to many things inside my head I'm about to collapse And I guess that if I drink too much I'll just have to drink some less It's not a fantasy The devil's got a hold of me And it doesn't get much lonelier Than waiting by the phone