From the album Catch Me If You Can

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Written after reading Patti Smith's "Just Kids".

Lyrics

It's May15 and the weather's cold and wet
Can't hardly hold my pen inside my hand
I'm a melancholic, neurotic, whatchacallit
This red wine headache starts my whole day off

Well I'm 48 life coulda passed me by
When the curtains closed I got on my bike to ride
I hit the wall fell flat down on the ground
I hit that wall
Now I'm gonna kick it down

I fell so far down
I hit rock bottom
I broke my back
I was feelin' rotten
I had no choice
I took a stance
I made that change
I took the chance

It's been six months still I feel a little sting
What was a great big gash is now a teeny scab healing
I had to push the pain and drag myself right through
When push comes to shove only assholes get the blues

I fell so far down
I hit rock bottom
I broke my back
I was feelin' rotten
I had no choice
I took a stance
I made that change
I took the chance

You've got to die each time
to get to heaven
There ain't no way
to get around it
You got to die each time
to get to heaven
You got to die each time
or your not gettin' in