| You don’t come 'round here anymore |
| I sit around and beg for more |
| Beg for more |
| Oh let me touch you baby |
| Yeah I been down so lately |
| I wanna kiss you lady |
| I’m feeling awful lately |
| Since last I been around since four |
| Enamored clipses begging for |
| My dear you’re knocking and knocking and knocking on the wrong door |
| I’ll sit and beg now from the poor, the poor, the poor |
| From the poor |
| Oh let me touch you baby |
| Yeah I been down so lately |
| I wanna kiss you lady |
| I’m feeling awful lately |
| I got no choices lately |
| You know I trust you lady |
| Give me a break now baby |
| I’m feeling awful lately |
| Enthusiasm feeling nice |
| I’ll curb your anger with a knife |
| Oh lady please say something nice |
| Enthusiasm brings me strife |
| I’ll watch my focus fly away |
| Focus on angels digging graves |
| I’ll watch my focus die away |
| Words are provisions, I have nothing |
| I have nothing to say |
| You won’t see me 'round here no more |
| I’ll sit and beg and beg for more |
| My dear you’re knocking and knocking and knocking on the wrong door |
| My face is wasted not no more, no more, no more |
| Not no more |
| Oh let me touch you baby |
| Yeah I been down so lately |
| You know I trust you lady |
| Give me a break now baby |
| I got no choices lately |
| You know I trust you lady |
| Give me a break now baby |
| I’m feeling awful lately |