Control - Have Mercy

I’ve been drinking too much

And that’s why I’m alone

Hot and heavy in lust

So can you answer your phone?

I’ve got this story could be yours

And I’ve got this story could be yours

But you don’t want me anymore

I’m not in the right mind

I’m not in control

But I want to be strong for the ones I love

Keep them content with growing old

If there was a grim man

A good ones what I’m told couldn’t keep me around

Always was the anchor in the ground

My words and my sounds

Were always bringing you down

It has me sick to my gut

Compare the lives that I’ve lost

To all the ones I’ve touched

And I’ve got a story could be yours

And I’ll draw the art and make it ours

But you don’t want me anymore

I’m not in the right mind

I’m not in control

But I want to be strong for the ones I love

Keep them content with growing old

If there was a grim man

A good ones what I’m told couldn’t keep me around

Always was the anchor in the ground

My words and my sounds

Were always bringing you down

I know the problems, I know the problems now

I know the problems, I know the problems now

I know the problems, I know the problems now

I know the problems, I know the problems now

So tell me all the problems now

And let me figure 'em out, or don’t

I lost my love for myself and everyone’s all gone

And find a place that I’ll call home

Somewhere we could have been alone, who knows

I’m just looking for some comfort so I could be well

On my own

But I’m not in control

But I want to be strong for the ones I love

Keep them content with growing old

If there was a grim man

A good ones what I’m told couldn’t keep me around

Always was the anchor in the ground

My words and my sounds

Were always bringing you down