I barely get to the graveyard shift on time 
After pulling another [bad word] 9 to 5 
I live from credit card to check 
The paper money's whirling by 
And I hardly just 
Just barely only just survive 

I'm living on the edge 
Reality is teetering 
My mind is on the brink 

How will I face the day tomorrow 
If I can't make it through today 
I've got nothing left to lose but my sanity 
And the right to go insane 

My stomach aches 
Insufficient funds 
My cheeks are gaunt 
And my guts are overdrawn 
My head pounds 
Starvation's giving me the shakes 
Too much squalor 
Too much pressure 
Now I'm getting [bad word] 

I'm living on the edge 
My mind is on the brink 

How will I face the day tomorrow 
If I can't make it through today 
I've got nothing left to lose but my sanity 
And the right to go insane 

I've got nothing left to lose but my mind 
I've got nothing left to choose 
So I think I'll go insane

How will I face the day tomorrow 
If I can't make it through today 
I've got nothing left to lose but my sanity 
And the right to go insane 
And the right to go insane