Lyrics:

I got a one hundred-dollar bill
Its all shiny, crisp, and clean
And its burning a hole in the pocket of my jeans
I think Ill spend it on some pills
Instead of gasoline
I dont see any kind of fun in coming clean
Pick me up and watch me fall
And do it all again
I aint got no sense at all
I like pissing in the wind and on my dreams
Look at me

(chorus)
Look at me Im on my way down
So close now I can almost see the ground
Yeah another night another town
Set em up Ill knock em down
Workin' on sympathy
Look at me

Hey bartender another round
This ones on mine
Lets see how many friends I can buy in just a little time
See the girl at the bar
Tell her Im somebody and I got a fast car
Im in room 331 with a bottle of wine
Tell Im a superstar
She wont give it a second chance
Tell that I play guitar but I never learned how to dance
And heres my key
Yeah look at me