You're laughing at me,
Those pictures you said were strange,
Out of tune, out of key,

It's such a shame that you never quite see,
You always put the blame on me.


I'm like an old blues, that you never use,
Going out of style and it's not worth while anymore, anymore.


I'm looking at you,
And the way you shine like a sharp knife,
Well I found a new switch-blade,

It's time I took a stab at a new life,
There's nothing left for me to lose.


I'm like an old blues, that you never use,
Going out of style and it's not worth while anymore, anymore.


You sang your dirty words to me,
You're having a ball, with the man of the law,
But the poet and his pen are free,

There's nothing you can do that would ever bring me to my knees.

You're calling me names,

You make me feel like i'm crazy,
Something has changed,
I don't care for you lately,

There's nothing left for me to do.

I'm just an old blues, that you never lose,

Going out of style and it's not worth while anymore, anymore.
Not worth while anymore.