Poor Traits Of The Artist

[Verse 1]
Every single ugly day
What am I trying to say?
A good line here, the idea’s there
And it’s scribbled on some bill that I can’t pay

Catch 22 since I was twenty-two
Never ever ever ever knowing what to do
I doubt myself, I beat myself down
And I am closer to death when I wake up the next day

[Hook]
I never need anyone when I have you
I never need anyone

[Verse 2]
It’s easy to blame work, love and weather
Yes it is easy to act like you’ve got it together
But behind my door, and on my floor
Is a man who can’t stand what he stands for

What am I even doing?
Is luck a pursuit worth pursuing?
The cream will rise up to your eyes
Then bury you there shortly after

[Hook]
I never need anyone when I have you
I never need anyone when I have you
I never need anyone

I never need anyone when I have you
I never need anyone when I have you
No, I never need anyone when I have you
No, I never need anyone