Daniel Johnston — I Give Up

I give up, I give up I t-ried real hard but now I give up Now the sweat's run down to my sock Nothing left but a box in the ground No one's immune to burglary When you stole my heart I was charmed - at first But then I realized I was dying - of thirst In the desert of love Like a trooper with super-duper patience I waited until everything had dried up in my wishing well And it's been hell, believe me - that A farmer in the dell, plagued by a bat And your mysterious smile magnificently re-created In my mind for quite some time And I hung on, hoping for a mira-cle Or a medal for my emotional - bravery, yes Just like Davy Crockett at the - Alamo When that bullet hit him he knew he had to go So, I give up, I give up I tried real hard But now I give up