Standing in line for something to eatDragging my ass, dead on my feetNo more possessions, just my clothesDown on my luck and I’m sure it showsNo confidence, no self-esteemWhen I lost my love, I lost my dreamAching heart, head and soulSleepless nights are taking their tollBack to the hotel on welfare streetA beer, then bed ’cause I’m so beatWalk down the hall just to take a pissNever thought I’d end up like thisThe obvious conclusion, the inevitable endDeath will be welcomed like a friend