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Do I have nothing good left to say
Do I need whiskey to start fueling my complaints
People love to drink their troubles away
Sometimes I feel that IÂd be better off that way
Cause maybe then I could sleep at night
I wouldnÂt lie awake until the morning light
This is something that IÂll never control
My nerves will be the death of me
I know
I know
I know
So hereÂs to living life miserable
And hereÂs to all the lonely stories that IÂve told
Maybe drinking wine would validate my sorrow
Every man needs a muse
And mine could be the bottle
Maybe then I could sleep at night
I wouldnÂt lie awake until the morning light
This is something that IÂll never control
My nerves will be the death of me
I know
Finally I could hope for a better day
No longer holding on to all the things that cloud my mind
Maybe then the weight of the world wouldnÂt seem so heavy
But then again IÂll probably always feel this way
At least I know IÂll never sleep at night
IÂll always lie awake until the morning light
This is something that IÂll never control
My nerves will be the death of me
My nerves will be the death of me
My nerves will be the death of me
I know