Dirtbag
I'm just another Dirtbag
In love with the things I don't have
I'm just another Dirtbag
I don't have what you have
You think that makes me sad
So I'm just another Dirtbag
I lay in the middle of nowhere
Accompanied by my despair
Do you think that I care
Where do I go from here
'Cause where is everyone going
Everything else is free floating
I've thrown it all up in the air
No more lies, I've heard it all before
Oh you can't come, well I'm at your door
Be ready, I'll be there at four
I'm feeling tired
Feeling wasted
Love the people that I hated
I don't know why I'm still waiting
You're feeling tired
Feeling wasted
You love the people that you hated
Do you know why you're still waiting
Just hold on, just hold on, just hold on
It'll get easier
Just hold on, just hold on, just hold on
It'll get easier
Just hold on, just hold on, just hold on
Just hold on, just hold on, just hold on
I'm just another Dirtbag
In love with the things that I don't have
I'm just another Dirtbag
In love with the things that I don't have
As long as roses are red
And violets are still looking blue
I won't choose anybody over you
As long as roses are red
And violets are still looking blue
You'll choose anybody over me, too
I'm just another Dirtbag
In love with the things I don't have
I'm just another Dirtbag
I'm just another Dirtbag
In love with the things I don't have
I'm just another Dirtbag
In love with the things I don't have
I'm just another Dirtbag
I don't have what you have
You think that makes me sad
So I'm just another Dirtbag
I lay in the middle of nowhere
Accompanied by my despair
Do you think that I care
Where do I go from here
'Cause where is everyone going
Everything else is free floating
I've thrown it all up in the air
No more lies, I've heard it all before
Oh you can't come, well I'm at your door
Be ready, I'll be there at four
I'm feeling tired
Feeling wasted
Love the people that I hated
I don't know why I'm still waiting
You're feeling tired
Feeling wasted
You love the people that you hated
Do you know why you're still waiting
Just hold on, just hold on, just hold on
It'll get easier
Just hold on, just hold on, just hold on
It'll get easier
Just hold on, just hold on, just hold on
Just hold on, just hold on, just hold on
I'm just another Dirtbag
In love with the things that I don't have
I'm just another Dirtbag
In love with the things that I don't have
As long as roses are red
And violets are still looking blue
I won't choose anybody over you
As long as roses are red
And violets are still looking blue
You'll choose anybody over me, too
I'm just another Dirtbag
In love with the things I don't have
I'm just another Dirtbag
I'm just another Dirtbag
In love with the things I don't have
I'm just another Dirtbag
Credits
Writer(s): Phillip Anduray
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