I'd like to help ya,

I'd like to help ya, I really would, Give you the very, Last scrap uh muh food If I could spare.... One lousy dime. But I reached way down, I ain't got nothing inside. Ain't even got no shame. The wanted man, got a reason to run. Even the hunted, got something left to hide. Even bitter men, still have something to believe in. If they got that last bit of pride. But iiiiiiiiiiiiii'm, Lost Only Forgotten, don't even feel no shame. Said i Reached way down, Ain't got nothing inside. I wanna hold on Some reason to pray, Whoosh I had love to grieve, I'd even setttle for bein angry. But I reached down Ain't got nothing inside. Got them bohnnnnnnnnne. Low down bone blues.