Flatline Fever

When I try to make love it turns out to be hate
 If I go for a coffee I might end up drunk
 And my old dreams are back to haunt me
 It doesn't matter where I stay
 It doesn't matter where I go, yeah
 Why do I always bang my head against the wall
 So sick and tired of doing, doing everything wrong
 Why do I always bang my head against the wall
 Right back at you!
 Some say that learning by doing is the way we have to live
 I haven't learned jack shit, fuck, I'm getting old
 Me, I, myself are back to haunt me
 It doesn't matter where I stay
 Why do I always bang my head against the wall
 So sick and tired of doing, doing everything wrong
 Why do I always bang my head against the wall
 Why do I always bang my head against the wall
 So sick and tired of doing, doing everything wrong
 Why do I always bang my head against the wall
 So sick and tired of doing, doing everything wrong
 All my mistakes, all my mistakes
 All that you see
 Right back at you!