Spending All My Money In The Rain

i’d sit out on the river and watch the sun go down

and just think about how life’s going by

i guess they’re still my younger days, whatever it is i’m in

because i haven't reached the time to give up trying

i don’t know too many people, but the few that i do

seem to know too much about me than i’d care

but that’s just how it goes when you tell them your real name

and if i could go back i wouldn't dare

spending all my money in the rain

buying a ticket to the west

no one cares if i ever show again

i’m sure they didn't even like me best

couldn't get no one to stay that didn't drive me mad

i guess I'm just easy to get to

whoever thinks my head is gone just hasn't heard me speak

about something i said i’m getting to

days of past have come and gone, there’s nothing i can do

about something i said that i don't like

and peace is just a metaphor for losing to the truth

to tell me off you gotta wait cuz there’s a line

spending all my money in the rain

buying a ticket to the west

no one cares if i ever show again

i’m sure they didn't even like me best