Running on empty as these day's linger on

Same old routine, from dusk to dawn

Made my mistakes, to late to change

Running on empty makes me feel strange

When things go wrong, don't seem to care

Not blaming others, most were fair

Had many chances, was I so blind?

Not doing much with all this time

Can things get better? Not for me

I'm running on empty, can't you see

I give from the heart, not nearly enough

For I am the one who's made my life so tough

I'm  no good, most say I'm a bore

some even say "rotten to the core"

This is not true, not as bad as they say

Just running on empty, day after day

I smoke, sometimes a beer an occasional swear

Walk around my home completely bare

Don't seem to care what others think

I stare them down without even a blink

I do my dishes every three weeks

not because I want, but because of the stink

My place is a mess, but that's Ok

Running on empty, this way it will stay

Some people say, it's a woman I need

Adding salt to the wound, the more I would bleed

I think I'll stay just the way that I am

Running on empty, as long as I can

©Chuck Preston 8-2000