F**k Up

It's hard to wake up in the morning when I just crawled into bed

With bad memories and alcohol swimmin' in my head

My mama used to tell me to buck up

I guess I'm just too much of a fuck up

I can't cry myself to sleep so I drink myself to death

I got cocaine in my bloodstream and whiskey on my breath

Ain't a thing that I can change to get my luck up

I guess I'm just too much of a fuck-up

If you tell me what it is that makes your life worth livin'

I'll be obliged to find a single damn that I'll be givin'

With the cards that I've been dealt, I can't win to save my life

I'm lousy in a fist fight, even if I have a knife

Ain't a thing that I can change to get my luck up

God never makes mistakes, he just makes fuck-ups

If you tell me what it is that makes your life worth livin'

I'll be obliged to find a single damn that I'll be givin'

Ain't a thing that I can change to get my luck up

God never makes mistakes, he just makes fuck-ups

Well, I guess I'm just too much of a fuck-up