Been Down

I've been down to Galveston And Houston before that Tried to find some work somewhere But just kept falling flat I was much too proud to crack and Say that I was wrong Here's the catch: To suffer was the right choice all along Damned if I do, damned if I don't Staying ain't a choice If I go off leaving, then I risk losing my voice So I threw the towel in; I'm Still riding the low Running on the fumes of pride I haven't used to grow I've been down To my very last dollar and Right to the end of my rope Made to drown 'Til I was digging in the couches of strangers for some quarters, I'd hope Beat back into line They told me to sit, and they Took away my only release Still came out fine "Fine" is subjective, but I'm living, and I'm still in one piece I talk about myself a lot It helps me come to grips Plus, I don't quote or dare put words on anybody's lips I just hope you come to find I've Learned some lessons well If you're wise, you'll listen to the teachings that I tell I'm making up a new commotion Trying to get myself in motion Massive crack in my devotion I could use a magic potion Dealing with the consequences Of my screaming, cheating exes Oh, my God, let me tell you that I've been down I've been down To the bottom of the bottle, and I've Thrown it back up to the top Lost my crown So I set my sights upon it, and I Don't see any reason to stop Working overtime I'll keep to my practice, and I'll Always practice just what I preach Turns out that I'm A little stronger than I thought, so I Wonder what's within my reach Burning up my concentration Testing out my dedication Drawing in a congregation How do I start conversation? Dealing with the social pressure I could use a damned refresher Now that I'm thinking about it, I'm still quite down.