I’m still a loser, still a crack
Old vinyl spins, my soul’s a wreck
The amp is screaming, my hands are shaking
Life keeps slipping, I keep breaking

I walk the streets, I drink the night
Nothing’s mine, nothing feels right
But the music hits, it’s all I’ve got
A broken chord, a fading shot

If you think I’m not a real rocker
My life will prove you wrong
Wasting time, breaking hearts
I still play that dirty old rock

Crowded bars, empty faces
Old songs haunt me in all the places
The guitar bleeds, my heart’s the same
Every riff a spark in the flame

I’m addicted to the noise, the pain
I lost my way, I lost my name
Still I strum, still I scream
Lost forever in the dirty dream

If you think I’m not a real rocker
My life will prove you wrong
Wasting time, breaking hearts
I still play that dirty old rock

Time’s a thief, life’s a joke
I’m the ghost in every smoke
Broken strings, empty stage
Still I burn with primal rage

If you think I’m not a real rocker
My life will prove you wrong
Wasting time, breaking hearts
I still play that dirty old rock