Hangover in Hannover

I'm out of money, out of home
I've got a chair, but I can't find a room
I've been mixing drinks
Red wine and beer
I've been shooting blanks
In the stratosphere

I'm just a messed-up boy far from home
Feel like I'm slowly dying and my life is so long
My soul is blue, skin white as a ghost
Red is the blood comin' out of my nose

Hangover in Hannover
Who woulda known I'd spend my money like this
Hangover in Hannover
One drink short from cutting my wrist

Well, she was lonely, but missed the date
Screwed up this one and she loved to hate
Won't you pour me a whiskey
Or two or three
'Cause I just can't stand
Being me

I'm just a messed-up boy far from home
Feel like I'm slowly dying and my life is so long
My soul is blue, skin white as a ghost
Red is the blood comin' out of my nose

Hangover in Hannover
Who woulda known I'd spend my money like this
Hangover in Hannover
Left cold out of money heart-broken and pissed

Hangover in Hannover
Who woulda known, who woulda known, who
Hangover in Hannover
Left cold out of money heart-broken and pissed