Notches

No one to wonder when I'll be home

One more night stoned alone

Ever-increasing notches on my belt

I want to feel more than just sorry for myself

I still feel stupid when I cry

I need to try to find a way to fix my head

And not be so damn self-obsessed

To learn to like to be myself

And not rely on someone else

To care not for fears and not for doubts

And just for those I care about

To try because I want to try

And not to try for only I, oh

I wait for something to change

Maybe what should change is really me

Now I can see why I was cast aside

You'll all have a better love

You'll all have a better life

Now I can see why I was cast aside

You'll all have a better love

You'll all have a better life

Watch me spread my wings

Just to fall down

Watch me waiting here

Flat-faced little clown