I am holding back now Wish I could still stand up for myself I start too early, the room is spinning Could someone hold a place for me? I'm getting ugly and yet I find they are Attracted to me like I am a porch light And when they bite just pick them off And drown them in the alcohol Can't find much comfort with both hands tired now Can't seem to hold myself together I am holding back now Wish I could still stand up I am holding back now Wish I could find a way to stand up for myself This room's too edgy so please excuse me If I start talking to myself Well I might not be that smart but I'm not that stupid I'm just too gutless to know much better And when they've sucked me dry enough I find it meant nothing at all Can't find much comfort with both hands tired now Can't seem to hold myself together My skin is itching, there is no feeling Left at the fingertips: a burnt-out cigarette.