Words and Music by Skip Hahn
Copyright 2002
Vocals and instruments by Skip Hahn
Produced by Skip Hahn


Don't put your faith in me, that would only prove Futile
I ain't no Saint, can't help but be a sinner

But, I can only try to become a winner
Sometimes you know it feels like I'm a beginner
I don't want to have to try too hard, no...

Pride plagues people, what more could you expect?
But, it could be in your future, one and all, my regrets

Oh , the hard times have wounded me badly
Not much I can do, except sail on, sadly
Don't know how long I can go on this way...
Don't want to know how long

Oh, I been thinkin' bout you, but I gotta cut it out
mm-- it worries me, and it hurts me, no doubt

All I got to do is find a way to do without
Ah, you know it makes me feel a little bit left out
I know I got to pull through this somehow
Don't want to cry no more
Don't want to cry no more

mm-oh Don't put your faith in me, that would only prove Futile
mm-Futile

©2003 Skip Hahn