I woke up counting what was left of me   Guess I was dreaming   'Bout some pieces I had lost   Had all my toes and fingers   My hair, my teeth, my tongue   But peeling off those sweaty sheets   I saw all my guts were gone   I blocked the doorway to the bedroom   In case the thief was still at hand   But I know that I'm alone   And I'm scared of death of finding   That some bastards at the pawnshop   Well, they sold my soul for cheap   Where will I find   The currency to buy myself again?   I'm broken and I'm slipping off   Into this drunken sleep   What nagging voice keeps whispering to me?   Who is that devil in my ear?   I will not listen; I will not listen   There are some things a man don't wanna hear   Outside the daylight's giving up to dark   Footprints fading fast into the thick of night   Under naked lamp I kneel   And take a closer look until   I recognize the tell-tale shape   Of my own compromise   I'm always staring at my shadow   Why won't I look up at the light?   (Guitar solo)   I write myself a little poetry   Dictated by the demons in my ear   I will not listen; I will not listen   There are some things a man ain't meant to hear   And I fear I'm left alone   With a man of no ambition   Well, I know he'll never wake up   Till it's all about to end   I will not drown tied to the dead weight   Of everything I should have been   Whatever's left of me I'll bargain   To buy myself again   Buy myself   Buy myself   I'm gonna buy myself   Buy myself   Buy myself   Till I'm whole again