Those Poor Bastards - Evil Selfish Fool

The loneliest time of the night, it is here And I wait for your scratch on the door It's true, you are gone, you're not coming back And I cannot accept that no more I know I am awful, I know I deserve this I wish I was not what I am Evil selfish fool Give me your money, your youth and your charms I'll squander and piss it away Hand me gal whose love it is true I'll abuse her and it will decay I know I am awful, I know I deserve this I wish I was not what I am Evil selfish fool At last I'm alone, I pity myself Though I am the cause of my pain Always I try to blame someone else My presence is a big ugly stain I know I am awful, I know I deserve this I wish I was not what I am Evil selfish fool Evil selfish fool