Say you’re a troubled man
So why should I care
You keeping your faith in a bottle
It’s always someone’s fault not yours
You’ve got that all wrong
Anyway no-one here gives a dam

Every time you fall from grace
Rollin dice leads to a place
Where you hang at the edge
Living the lie
Mapping your face
Grieving inside, grieving inside – on your last dime

Custer’s last stand
Another one man band
So keep, keeping your faith in a bottle
What’s left now to lose?
You’ve blown the last fuse
Your dreams in the mud
So what ya gonna do now

It’s just the same old story
Your lust for glory
Same old story