Lyrics Back Doors Crying - Peter Allen

Thought I was happy only when I was sad
Let go of good things hung onto the bad
In all the wrong places
In all the wrong times
Said I needed sadness to finish my rhymes
And I was looking in back doors crying
While you were out front
Waiting to make me smile
Using the low-life to polish my wit
Choosing the crazies and hoping they′d fit
Saying half empty's the same as half full
All of my lines getting harder to pull
Because of you, only you.