"Talking To Myself" lyrics

"Talking To Myself"

I'll admit I'm lonely
And need someone to hold me
Just to sleep at night
But I'd rather be alone
Rather wake up on my own
Come the morning time
The days pass so slowly and it never fades
Evening comes, I'm looking for somebody else
These are things I say only when I'm talking to myself

Despite my best efforts
To try and learn to forgive
I find me haunted by the ghosts
Of all of those that I just can't forget
And I know better than to think that it can be fixed
The best that I can do is just to learn to live with this
I'm in a lot of pain and I need some help
I don't dare tell nobody else
These are things I say only when I'm talking to myself

I rarely go out, and when I go
I always hope I don't see anyone I know
'Cause the drinks bring no joy to me
I just can't remember when
All the drugs begin to fail me
Left me only with a lonely child to fend
'Cause I tried to love and I failed
I've put my heart on a shelf
These are the things I say only when I'm talking to myself
These are things I say only when I'm talking to myself


Writer(s): Justin Townes Earle
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