A falta de talento propio...

Throw another dime in me my friend
And I'll sing a song I know for thee
You don't want me you can tell me
I'm the bigger man here oh it's true
You're all pretty now than the last time
But the words aren't coming through
And I'm stranded
And I'm starry-eyed

Oh why, oh she wash out of me

There's broken glass all around my feet
Laid my plan so carelessly
What's the story
With my old friends
Drunk and lonely
To the end
How I love 'em all
As the days slip by
And they're all following my lead
Oh why does the rain fall cold
When I'm stranded and I'm starry-eyed

Para TODOS mis amigos.