Friday night Ms. Sissie's in L.A. And I'm sittin' on mom's back porch I've been thinkin' again All I do is drink too much And dream up different ways To crawl a little further outta touch Waste away my days So you can listen to this song I sing But this song I sing is still for me bye-apa-bye-aye bye-apa-bye-aye-aye-aye bye-apa-bye-aye This is my song bye-apa-bye-aye bye-apa-bye-aye-aye-aye bye-apa-bye-aye This is my song So this is my life Wake me when it's over Coz I just turned 27 But I'm feeling so much older I'm not supposed to be this bitter I'm not supposed to be this mad All my plans were so much bigger Than everything I am So you can listen to this song I sing But this song I sing is still for me bye-apa-bye-aye bye-apa-bye-aye-aye-aye bye-apa-bye-aye This is my song bye-apa-bye-aye bye-apa-bye-aye-aye-aye bye-apa-bye-aye This is my song My, my Somedays I hate the way it's all come down I hate the way the scene's played out I hate the way the movie ends And I wish I could take back what's been said Coz I feel like maybe I've been wronged Coz I used to know where I belonged But these days I'm just not so strong Well this is my voice My, my song bye-apa-bye-aye-aye-aye bye-apa-bye-aye-aye-aye