Good Riddance - More Depalma, Less Fellini lyrics

Here I am drunk at 3 AM Got my second bottle down I got 12 to 15 pages of my desperation Cold I feel so poor and old And I'm maddened for your flesh But my bodys broken down In the fading twilight I will find a way Im gonna find a way While the fear of wasted years Keeps laughing just behind Alone no one will stay with me No an angel of despair To watch me as I rot And the radio keeps playing Down for days I make no sound Soon the rats and carrion Will rip the flesh away From legs and wrists and head I make promises that I'd never describe This sense of waiting out the end So pour another gla** And one more virgin page just might get lucky And maybe I'll get good at 3am So here I am