Hands on my switchblade
Come from the edge of town
No good at home, no place to go
There's no more drink to put me down
Thrown to the outside
Spit on the high society
No good at home, no place to go
There's no more drink to put me down

Don't get close, stay away from myself
Don't get close, stay away!

Lonesome, far and wide
So old and little proud
No good at home, no place to go
There's no more drink to put me down

Don't get close, stay away from myself
Don't get close, stay away! Please, stay away!

Alone in a dark street
Many thorns under my feet, but
I lost myself; I will get you on your knees
Alone in a dark street
Many thorns under my feet, but
I lost myself; I will get you on your knees

Don't get close, stay away from myself
Don't get close, stay away!
Don't get close, stay away from myself
Don't get close, stay away!