I'm a Loser. Call Me, Woody Allen

Probably I won't take any chances
From here to fore
Yeah, I confess it's breathtaking
But I don't wanna be here anymore

You say I'm paranoid and it's time to see my shrink
After all this come and go, what the fuck do you want me to think?

Counting months, opening scars
The heart burns even when you're not so far
It's proven. the harder I try, the less I get
You know, now this is the best time to regret
All the plans and all the promises
Are now just dust to dust

And after all this come and go
I'm not the one who you should trust
Leave me behind
I'll take back the steps to my private heaven
While watching alone Woody Allen's Manhattan