I always feel strange and I always feel week
I've been trying to find the answers we all seem to seek
I've got a hole in my pocket when it comes to my mind
And it sure feels like leaving these old worries behind
There's no wrong there's no right
And there's a whole lotta light
My banks are dry but it feels like the tide
And I know that I've arrived but it wasn't a goal
I got a sixstring cutting out the heart of my soul
So I went to the doctor and he gave me a fix
But it's hard to find a really good answer that sticks
I got sad to say the least 'bout what my future must be
'Cause there ain't no bloody answers for the doctor you see
And the reason that I came to him was never to fright
I've been waking up about it almost all of the night
I am wondering 'bout my new and my definite role
I've got a sixstring cutting up the heart of my soul
Some say that it's a positive reaction to the things that I need
But explain to me the reason that I always have to cry when I bleed
And now I'm packing up my stuff I'm ready to go
And I won't slow down and I won't let you know
'Though it feels like a joke I'm still a serious guy
But I'm telling you now you just can kiss me goodbye
It sure feels like a remedy or even a cure
And I'm planning to hold on now, that's for sure
I need a whole lot of remedy to make me feel whole
I need a Sixstring blowing up the heart of my soul