| Lonely drifter on the hill, why do I? | |
| One must have a heart of steel, why do I? | |
| It's not how you look but how you feel, why do I? | |
| You must have a heart of steel, why do I? | |
| Why do I keep fuckin' up? | |
| I can see you on the hill, why do I? | |
| All comatose but walking still, why do I? | |
| Flowing curves beneath your flowing gown, why do I? | |
| Oh, only I can bring myself down, why do I? | |
| Why do I keep fuckin' up? | |
| Bowman's pick and dogs that bite, why do I? | |
| Oh, dogs that howl through the night, why do I? | |
| Oh, broken leashes all over the floor, why do I? | |
| Keys left hanging in a swinging door, why do I? | |
| Why do I keep fuckin' up? |