Once upon a time, they called me the bleeder,Swimmin' up
this river, with sentimental fever,But this ain't my first
ride, it ain't my last try,Got to keep movin' on,If
they catch me ever, they'll throw me back forever.I guess I
should be ashamed,But I forget to be vain,I did the best I could,
I guess,But everything just bleeds.They say you're only sad
and lonely,and no one is impressed.I sent it off in a letter, I
need somethin' better,Than a nail and a hammer to put me
back together.But this ain't my first ride, it ain't
my last try,Just got to keep a movin' on,Got to keep this
together, maybe next time is never.I guess I should be
ashamed,But I forget to be vain,I did the best I could, I
guess,But everything just bleeds.They say you're only sad
and lonely,and no one is impressed.Sometimes I must confess,I do
feel a little overdressed,Sometimes it's hard to tell the
wishing from the well,Where you threw the penny and where it
fell.I guess I should be ashamed,But I forget to be vain,I did
the best I could, I guess,But everything just bleeds.I guess I
should be ashamed,But I forget to be vain,I did the best I
could, I guess,But everything just bleeds.They say you're
only sad and lonely,And no one is impressed.