Poor Traits of the Artist

Every single ugly day
 What am I trying to say?
 A good line here
 The idea's there
 And it's scribbled on some bill that I can't pay
 Catch 22 since I was twenty two
 Never ever ever ever knowing what to do
 I doubt myself
 I beat myself down
 And I'm closer to death when I wake up the next day
 I never need anyone when I have you
 I never need anyone
 It's easy to blame work, love and weather
 It's easy to act like you've got it together
 But behind my door, and on my floor
 Is a man who can't stand what he stands for
 What am I even doing?
 Is luck a pursuit worth pursuing?
 The cream will rise
 Up to your eyes
 Then bury you there shortly after
 I never need anyone when I have you
 I never need anyone when I have you
 I never need anyone
 I never need anyone when I have you
 I never need anyone when I have you
 No, I never need anyone when I have you
 No, I never need anyone