i ve had a bad day i am ashamed and i m afraid and i am drained of what was named self respect if the bridge that i was driving over collapsed while i was driving over it that may not be such a bad thing i would finally meet my maker i would meet the great creator and i would punch him for teaching me how to sing and my body would be at the bottom of a lake in west virginia instead of the bottom of this bottle i drink i don t have a drinking problem don t have a drinking solution i don t think i ever learned to think and no one knows what it s like to be anybody but themselves no one no one no one else