Chorus   Stayin' out late in a honky tonk bar   Findin' new ways to be untrue   Drinkin' my way through this month's rent   Seems to be the best I can do      Drunk and enraged and I'm showin' my age   I dreamt away my money and my mind   No woman to call wife, I got no home to spend my life   And no desire for either at this time      I'm showin' no signs of growin' up at any time   I keep a firm grasp upon my youth   And the subtlety of love is something I know nothing of   And I have got no concept of the truth      Chorus   Stayin' out late in a honky tonk bar   Findin' new ways to be untrue   Drinkin' my way through this month's rent   Seems to be the best I can do      It's all a matter of where your going   I don't know where I'm going from here      Desperate ways seem to control my everyday   And it's hard to understand why I run   But this poet's dance is my last chance   To lay down my pen and show you how it's done      Chorus   Stayin' out late in a honky tonk bar   Findin' new ways to be untrue   Drinkin' my way through this month's rent   Seems to be the best I can do   Yeah it seems to be the best I can do