People say I'm no good Write me off, oh yes they should f** 'em they're just sick in the head They're writing my history Think somebody should've asked me Everyone was safe in their beds Their beds And I said I won't live, won't live like them Everyone, they're all seeing red I don't know If it's alright with you, but I'll be gone A ghost will be here in my stead, my stead And I said I can't live life underneath it all Everyone is older now and gone I will not be here forever dear So let's just make this count a lot in here