It's Rough

When you're down on your luck and you just can't cope When the times are bleak and the friends are few Don't turn to me 'cause I'm no hope Don't turn to me 'cause I don't know what to do Maybe you should have a drink I don't know why you ever stopped anyway Oh, it's rough, baby, to live Oh, it's hard, baby, to survive Every day lately, my mind feels like glass Ready to be smashed Ready to be smashed Oh well, my best friend took a bullet through his eye First he had a patch, now he's got a glass eye One hard glass eye He says sometimes he wishes both his eyes were glass Well, it's rough, baby, to live And it's hard, baby, to survive Every day lately, my mind feels like glass Ready to be smashed I'm ready to be smashed At times I lock myself up in my room Don't come over while I listen to a record I stare at the cover Don't come over Don't come over 'Cause I'm no hope to you I'm no hope to you