Not Ready Yet Lyrics

At the risk of sounding obsolete

My sentiment is not complete

Without the air of customary dread

You see I'm melancholy to the core

Ain't life a bitch, I want more

But I'm winning just by waking up in bed

Contemplated all the thoughts supreme

What is my American dream?

And is there life after you meet your death?

Should I buy that random scratch off ticket?

Pray the gods of wealth will fix it

Promises that fade right into debt

But I'm so tired

Oh I'm tired

But I'm not giving up no I'm not ready yet

I'm so tired

Oh I'm tired

Of this goddamned mess

Well the lady at the checkout line told me my card had just declined

Politely pointed me right to the door

She said hey, sweetie don't let it get you down

Ain't nobody got bread in this town

Except the crooks, the bankers, and the whores

See my husband he walked out on me

Left without a note to read

Just the marks out on the driveway from his tires

So I joined the 9 to 5 machine to pay my rent and chase a dream

Cause hoping and a praying don't make fires

But I'm so tired

Oh I'm tired

But I'm not giving up no I'm not ready yet

I'm so tired

Oh I'm tired

Of this goddamned mess

You are not alone out in this fight

Take my hand, walk towards the light

Find forgiveness you could never seek

For the middle is no place to live

And tragedy no time to give

Except the space to ask what makes us free

But we're so tired

Oh we're tired

But we're not giving up no we're not ready yet

We're so tired

Oh we're tired

And we're not giving up no we're not looking back from this goddamned mess