The story of my f***ing life
Singer/songwriter, Acoustic guitar, electric fills, little saxophone, I do them all
Story behind the song
Capo on fret 3, written in October 2003
Basically I was feeling like shit when I wrote this and I was thinking about someone, but I'm sure many of you have felt that you were left to die as well as I have.
I CAME UP WITH THE CHORUS MELODY DOING BROWER COMMUNITY SERVICE. (How funny is that?)
Lyrics
I wish that I could crawl up
Or crumble like I should
I wish that I wasn’t shot down
I’d get up if I could
I’ll sit and waste away now
My role is understood
I need to know the reason
I need to know
Why?
Didn’t you fight back?
Wouldn’t you save me?
Our lives were young
You didn’t give enough
You left me here to die on a cold, cold, a cold, cold, night
I’ll stay and shoot my flare here
Hoping for someone new
A rescue would be unfitting
Because I never fit in you
Don’t leave a man behind
You amend the rule
I’m glad you betrayed me you know
I would have came if it was you
Why?
Didn’t you fight back?
Wouldn’t you save me?
Our lives were young
You couldn’t give enough
You left me here to die on a cold, cold, a cold, cold, night
All that I’ve done is sat and waited for you
Lying on the snow I hope they get here before you do
They’ll kill me slowly that’s better than what you’ve put me through
I’d rather it be stranger than a traitor
To kill me on this cold night
