Walking Papers 2

Somebody Else

Outside the city’s waiting for a chance to prove me wrong

She’s trying to talk me into doing something stupid

And it doesn’t seem to take her very long

I took a hard look in the mirror

I think I recognized defeat

I should close my eyes ‘til tomorrow disappears

Instead I throw my life like a pair of dice out into the street

I can hardly recognize myself

It’s time to turn into somebody else

All these knuckle dragging numbskulls

They’re gonna push their luck

But I think they might have me mistaken

For someone who gives a fuck

Downtown is dead on Sundays

Someone should check this city’s pulse

I don’t intend to do a damn thing different

So why am I expecting different results?

I can hardly recognize myself

It’s time to turn into somebody else

On the darker side of daylight

She’s the only light that burns

So if you wanna twist the knife in my back

It looks like you’ll just have to wait your turn

I don’t even recognize myself

It’s time to turn into somebody else