Stuff(In My Box)

What's my life
Come down to
Even disappoint myself
I know it's nothing
To do with you
But i can't blame nobody else

I don't need anybody
Like the Marlboro Man, or Rowdy Roddy
But I turn into Silly Putty
When I'm in your hands

Hey now,
So that I don't come too soon
I'm going to go down
Till you're filling up the room
And I don't know what to do
Because just the thought of you
Can shut me down

Had a friend
Who knew this guy
Happened to him once or twice
Now I'm thinkin'
Must be the drinkin'
So then I pray to Jesus Christ