I'm 22 years old

Made the devil mad

Cause I never wrote

My whole name on his dotted line

For a fucked up music scene

He said that he can really help

Million fans and record sales

All I'd have to do is come live with his family.

Now my health is running downhill

Empty barrooms just won't feel

Another drunken girl is lying

Telling me, my music's great

$50 and a headache tab

All them drugs that I had to have

Promoters swearing that they're doing

All they can for me

And all I can think about

Is what I could be

Where I should be

Right now.

It's sad to say

I'm not the same

And all my friends know that I've changed

When I swore I would never turn into the man I am today

Tie me up and beat me down

Yell, "I swear I won't make a sound"

Mold me back into the man I was before I wrote this train.

Because now my health is running downhill

Empty barrooms just won't feel

Another drunken girl is lying

Telling me, my music's great

$50 and a headache tab

All them drugs that I had to have

Promoters swearing that they're doing

All they can for me

And all I can think about

Is what I could be

Where I should be

Right now.

Woah...

Right now

Right now

Woah...

And all I can think about

Is how my health is running downhill

Empty barrooms just won't feel

Another drunken whore is lying

Telling me, my music's great

$50 and a headache tab

All them drugs that I had to have

Promoters swearing that they're doing

All they can for me

And all I can think about

Is what I could be

Where I should be

Right now.

Right now.