Dying Since the Day that I Was Born

Spent all my money on booze and fries
now I'm coming up short and I sure know why
Woah, woah
Wasted all of my love on these messed up guys
now I'm coming up short and I sure know why
Woah, woah

Lost another good friend who was telling me lies
now he's calling me up to apologize
Woah, woah
Well I was never too good at saying goodbyes
now I'm getting so good I won't apologize
Woah, woah

but I'll keep trying, I'll keep trying woah
I've been dying since the day that I was born

(whistle solo)

Well you can take your shoes and your fancy car
but those pretty little things won't get you far 
No, no
And I can drink my whiskey neat at the local bar
but I'll never be the girl begging at your door
No, no

but I'll keep trying, I'll keep trying woah
I've been dying since the day that I was born
I'll keep trying, I'll keep trying woah
​I've been dying since the day that I was born