3, 6, 9

I feel...
 I feel tired, awake all night
 Head so heavy like a waste basket
 I feel choke, emotionally broke
 Here on my (?)
 I feel alone

I want out, want on my own
 I want everything I own
 I find letters, pictures
 Memories of what you can't seem to let go
 In your bedside table, in your pocket
 In your wallet, you know

Abusive, a stranger in bed
 Elusive, forget everything you said
 You got a right to have that hand on your arm
 But the moment you hit it, you're on your own
 You're ready to go
 You ant now, you want to hit the road
 Your love is like a steamboat running on a need to float
 I don't need 5 times a day
 To tell me to go

3, 6, 9, you drink wine
 Monkey on your back, you feel just fine (x2)

The things you really wanted
 The thing you want
 The things you really wanted
 Everything you want ,oh

3, 6, 9, you drink wine
 Monkey on your back, you feel just fine (x4)

The things you really wanted
 The thing you want
 The things you really wanted (really wanted)
 Everything you want

3, 6, 9, you drink wine
 Monkey on your back, you feel just fine (x12)

(Fuck me...)