Confessions Of A Broken Man

I'm just asking you to listen not to understandThese confessions of a broken man.I don't know where my story starts or I'd go back to themAll I know it's a sad sad tale so for it has no endI know I drank too much though I didn't take thirstOh I'd have a beer or two and it just seemed to go from bad to worseThen one day I noticed my money was goin' out faster than it was comin' inAnd I got scared and I started gamblingAnd I'm the kind that just never seems to winI had a woman guess every man does and every man thinks his is the best mine wasStuck by me through thick and thin till it just got too thin I guessShe walked in one day and said she had believed meI could've sworn I saw big tear in her eyeI heard the other day that she got married againI hope he treats her better than IWell if you get me idea that I'm some son of a bumYou're catchin' on pretty fastAnd if you wonder if I've turned into a winoFor these are all my fingerprints on this glassI've been sittin' in this bar since they opened up this morningAnd it's almost time to close tonightI guess it's about time to go find me a gutter tuck myself into the nightWhere does a man go when he's already on the bottomIt's really not much choise he's gotEither picks hiself up and tries again or just lays back down to rotNo life starts out to be like mine pain is never plannedAnd yet here I sit with nothing in the worldBut these confessions of a broken man.I'm just asking you to listen not to understandThese confessions of a broken man...