Dave McPherson - Wicked Man lyrics

I cannot cope unless I'm guided by hope And this girl, you see, she's a mystery to me I wish that I could show you all the things that I've done I'm hiding all my regrets away from you I'm never confiding but finding a way to drink my way through Silly Brentwood boy There's no wick in the candle I can't handle this fight on my own Cobbled street, I can't find my feet in this burning heat But the wicked man sleeps in no man's place In no man's place But he wishes he could tell you it'll be OK The wicked man keeps his only grace The wicked man is me Wicked man is me Spends his time writing songs for her And the word escape is his favourite word Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah And his father's son with his mother's eyes And he's crying alone where you can't see his tears Thinks he's dying, can't get a grip of all his fears The silly Brentwood boy Iron out a few creases, the pieces never fit Old lanterns dotted around and demons living inside their precious homes But the wicked man sleeps in no man's place In no man's place But he wishes he could tell you it'll be OK, not today The wicked man keeps his only grace The wicked man is me Yeah, the wicked man is me, me, me, me, me The wicked man sleeps in no man's place In no man's place And he wishes he could tell you it will be OK, but not today The wicked man keeps his only grace The wicked man is me