I¡¯ve just turned twenty six and she was twenty three
|
She wore a crucifix but never preached at me
|
We¡¯d stay up all the night until the day was dead
|
I¡¯ll get these feelings got inside my broken head
|
Wanna fly away, and change my ways
|
|
Chorus
|
I¡¯ll beat myself to death when she sits next to me
|
I wanna free myself from all this misery
|
I wanna taste the love but life¡¯s against up me
|
But I am.. my own worst enemy
|
|
I try to get some sleep, her arms are over me
|
I¡¯m staring at the walls that closing in on me
|
There¡¯s somebody through the blinds that watches over me
|
Today¡¯s the day I turn myself to set me free
|
Wanna fly away.. and change my ways
|
|
Chorus
|
I¡¯ll beat myself to death when she sits next to me
|
I wanna free myself from all this misery
|
I wanna taste the love but life¡¯s against up me
|
But I am¡¦ my own worst enemy
|
|
Feel.. Wanna feel it.. wanna feel it.. wanna feel it
|
|
I wanna fly away
|
And change my ways
|
|
Chorus
|
I¡¯ll beat myself to death when she sits next to me
|
I wanna free myself from all this misery
|
I wanna taste the love but life¡¯s against up me
|
But I am..
|
My own worst enemy...Worst enemy...
|
worst enemy... worst enemy aaaaaaaaaaah
|
|
-----------------
|
My Own Worst Enemy
|
| Stereophonics |
