Talking to myself

Some say the world's gone crazy, I say it was never sane

I been knocked down seven times But eight times I rise again

This ain’t exactly heaven But it’s a million miles from hell

Talking to myself, talking to myself

Sometimes the righteous suffer, and evil wins the day

I guess I got some other man’s good fortune by mistake

I know I should be grateful, just to be alive and well

Talking to myself Talking to myself

You can choose to listen, or feel free to ignore

I don’t care, ‘cause I’m don’t run in this rat race no more

I don’t ask for acceptance, got nothing to sell

Talking to myself, talking to myself

Don’t protest the weather, or reason with a mule

Life is just too short to argue with a fool

Seems like everybody just wants to kiss and tell

Talking to myself, talking to myself