Francis Farrell - Save Me from Myself Lyrics

Life's a charade, just new found fad
And dying's for the weak, listen to me speak
Come on, I'm not dying anytime soon

I'm on my own again, all again
I got bills to pay, games to play
I got words to say, but I'm no Shakespeare

And if you, save me from myself
Put you on the highest shelf
And if you, save me from myself
Put you on the highest shelf

I got young things, pretty things
I got everything, money in my pocket
On a sky rocket to the moon
Darling I'll see you soon

High as a kite and out of site,
I gotta catch a flight, so baby
I'll see you, I'll see you on the other-side

And if you, save me from myself
Put you on the highest shelf
And if you, save me from myself
Put you on the highest shelf

I got young things, pretty things
I got everything, money in my pocket
On a sky rocket to the moon
Darling I'll see you soon

High as a kite and out of site,
I gotta catch a flight, so baby
I'll see you, I'll see you on the other-side

And if you, save me from myself
Put you on the highest shelf
And if you, save me from myself
Put you on the highest shelf