I got a lonesome heart and a restless mind
I do my best just to bide my time
I don't move too fast, it don't suit me well
When you move slow, I guess you're bound to trail
You're bound to trail
So what the hell am I supposed to do

I ain't got no friends, it's sad but true
It's like they found better things to do
I still get drunk and I raise some hell
But all my friends say, fair thee well
So fair thee well
Man, what the hell am I supposed to do

I'd make some plans but they'd all fall through
I'd put up a fight but I'm black and blue
I'm dying to win, but lord I was born to lose
Now it's one step forward and two steps back
A straw away from breaking my back
But I guess that's just the way it goes

All my favorite dives don't feel the same
And I don't know anybody's name
The same smoke-stained walls but it's hard to tell
We were ever here, they hide it well
They hide it well
So what the hell am I supposed to do