I'm not ready for anyone but me
But I must say that I'm lonesome
Oh, my sweet
So go steady when pulling at my seams
I've been drinking, barely sleeping
Feeling weak
I'm laughing aloud, my head in the clouds
And I feel kinda proud
I've tried as hard as I might
To bury this bag of tricks I carry around
I built my castle in the sand
Fooled you all into thinking my walls are tumbling down
I've mixed cement with my own hands
Found the stone by the stockade
that my neighbours tossed aside
So go steady when climbing. Oh, it's steep
And the turrets, they've subsided now for we...