Tired of Singing the Blues Lyrics

You know sometimes I think god
Is playing a little game with me
Looking down from heaven, laughing
Tryina see how much I can take
Because the way things go, it's like a joke
Nobody's had more shots at the moon and missed than me
It's like I got my life stuck, stuck on rewind
Trying to makes something of myself, life's got something else in mind
I'm fighting a losing game and I'm biding my time
You won't be my man, do I understand, no, stop
I don't want to hear another word about your 'why not's', I bought
Your bullshit it all before now you trying to sell me more, babe
Man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothing left to choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired
I'm walking down the streets, you wouldn't know what I was thinking
It's just another white girl day, hey, ribbons in my hair, and I am sinking down

A double life, a sordid past, and I am drinking now
I want to be bad
You say you were glad to see me shut up
I don't want to know another thing you think you know about me
I'm not who you think I am, smiling but I ain't happy
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothing I can choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired
Oh, my soul forgot, I can't turn off my mind
It's like a ticking time bomb trying to kill me from inside
I mean day and night
Is there no remedy for memory?
I've felt this way before, I've known the depths of desperation
My boyfriend says I'm like an old movie star with loneliness as my occupation
I know that he's right but I don't care tonight
I want to be bad, I want to be bad, I can't stop
I keep running around the same town, knocking you down, I'm fucked
How can I get out when there's nowhere to go for miles around
A man who makes a beast out of himself got nothing to lose
Sold my soul long ago, nothing I can choose
I'm tired, tired of singing the blues
I'm tired
Song Discussions is protected by U.S. Patent 9401941. Other patents pending.