Lay Off the Morphine

What the hell happened to my hair

It used to be long

But now it's gone somewhere

What the hell happened to my face

It used to be young

But now it's covered with age

I don't know, but I still feel like sixteen

Maybe I need to lay off the morphine

What the hell happened to my wife

She used to be here

But now she's gone from my life

What the hell happened to my friends

I wonder if I

Will ever see them again

I don't know, maybe someone was too mean

Maybe I need to lay off the morphine

Everybody needs to get a little bit high

Do it with a pill or with a plane up in the sky

Money or girls, or traveling to worlds

You see on TV, where people are free

And so is the wine they drink all the time

But you'll never find me

You'll never find me

You'll never find me

You'll never find me

What the hell happened to my song

The verse is pretty cool

But the bridge is too long

What the hell happened to my tune

I wanted some pop

But not to break my balloon

I don't know, when I wake from this strange dream

Maybe I need to lay off the morphine

I don't know, but I still feel like sixteen

Maybe I need to lay off the morphine