Well, I´m sorry I drank too much whiskey
But I am the star
I´m fire, you´re gasoline, baby
So why be around
You´re just a writer of yesterday´s news
You knew what to expect
Got no feelings of guilt
Got no feelings of shame
I´m the man, I´m the myth, I´m the wreck
The man, the myth, the wreck
The man, the myth, the wreck
I can see that you´re hurt
But I´m still in the spotlight
So thanks for the words
Your writing is nothing but yesterday´s news
You knew what to expect
No feelings of guilt
No feelings of shame
I´m the man, I´m the myth, I´m the wreck
The man, the myth, the wreck