I'm so tired,
Tired of being lonely.
For many years, all of this life.
Sure there were times, there were some guys.
Some good times.
But even then I was alone.
Never knowing, always searching, For that next party.
For one more drink, to drown it all.
Last call and I'd move on.
To whoever, whatever, would have me.
I'm just so tired of searching.
Maybe it's time to quit it all.
Give it all up.
But for what? For who?
If not for you, then I guess,
I give it all up for me.