Steven King - City of Slackers Lyrics

I could be a king in the city of slackers, but I won't, but I won't
I could put all of my clothes on backwards, but I don't, but I don't
And the business side, of cyanide, is really just wearing me out
I never wrote a chorus that could save a country and all this talking in my sleep still kind of haunts me
I never got good at coming back from all the ones who left and I wonder if they're laughing
I could be the ice on your temple, you're all hungover and now I'm water, you hang on every word I deliver, til I fall over and that's the closer
I thought I bought a car to keep me moving, but I'm stuck sideways that bridge is burning
I wonder how I'll feel in the summer, like when I wanted all of that something
But my tongue is tied, let it loose and it will die, I'm a little older than my teeth.
I never thought that time would have caught me, and I'm frightened when my enemies love me, but it's not really about me so would you sing it if you said it, maybe try not to regret it when you die