Walking Alone

come together like a foot in a shoe

only this time i think

i stuck my foot in my mouth

thinking out loud and acting in vain

knocking over anyone 

that stands in my way

sometimes i need to apologize

sometimes i need to admit that i ain't right

sometimes i should just keep my mouth shut

or only say hello

sometimes i still feel i'm walking alone

walk on egg shells on my old stomping ground

yet there's really no one left

that's hanging around

isn't that another familiar face?

too drunk to figure out they're fading away