Fucked up and beyond a wreck
Plastered to my bed,nothing daring in me that's left
Just a mutinous protest.
Story's old to the critical fold
You've heard it all before
Nothing new just this little girl,and this is now I'm feeling

Knuckle bashed insomniac,my head takes another spin
Never been aware of the facts,eventual moral switch
Story's old to the critical fold
You've been sold it all before
Laid bare from all that I own and for nothing I could care less

You stay up all night,to keep my eyes dry
You stay up all night,to make it easy when I cry
You stay up all night,to stop me feeling like I could die
You stay up all night,to be by my side

Fucked up beyond repair
Only fragments in my head,too numb to find a piece of myself
Leave it to someone else,guilty of treating apathy with the greatest empathy
Given up I'm completely carefree,yo I couldn't give a fuck less
and my head feels tight
Like it's gonna burst,and my lungs feel light
so tired of getting burnt
You stay up

We all get a little fucked up sometimes
We all need someone to stay by our side
We all get a little fucked up sometimes
We all need someone to make it easy
When we cry,don't let me go
Don't let me go
Don't let me go
Stay by my side.

Copyright: Wixen Music Publishing
Writer(s): Townes Van Zandt