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