Down in the dirt, I took a nap Woke up with a flannel coated in tree sap Lit a cigarette like a live dive bomber And went back home to my pretty mama She was dead in bed, all I could do was sigh Cash'll build a coffin, Jewel'll drive To the broke bridge by the river heave I'll baptize my sinnin' soul in whiskey Dreamin' bout mountain tops all drippin' snow I'm all fucked up with nowhere to go Scream and shout, mounted top ribbon bows Give my virgin baby to the neon glow It's Saturday night and the future's dawning Saturday night and we don't believe in Sunday morning Come on, girl Scene pretty as the slit wrists of Wall Street And I was still a little too drunk to eat Couple girls in the bathtub while I take a piss Shake my shoes and hear a rattlesnake hiss Cum-stained phone calls keep me awake A joint in the morning keeps the pigs at bay Daylight an enemy, the blinds are down And I'll stay in memory of the buzzing town With the static of vinyl still crackling Red silhouetted girls still straddlin' Saturday night, as the future's dawning Saturday night, we don't believe in Sunday morning Saturday night, out-of-body indoors experience The disbelief of being delirious

I'm a call you missed while falling For someone, you barely knew You just saw them once in passing And you knew your love must be true They were standing at the station With a child, grown cold and blue Well, if death guides us to our Maker Then I hope They'll always carry you Like an anchor you can't break from Well, what hurts most get's us through Ooo, oo, oo, oooo Ooo, oo, oo, oooo You once spoke of spit worth trading Like the paint on two passing cars And you'd trade your tongue for marriage But your teeth, they'd make their mark Biting down when the arrow's pulled out And sewn up, where you'll later scar 'Cause girl, I should've told you Cupid's meaner when February turns to March And he's crippling anyone who'll have me And he's killing every chance I see Ooo, oo, oo, oooo Ooo, oo, oo, oooo Well, I'm a losing bet and I'm betting That I'll lose you every time Well, I'm a losing bet and I'm betting That I'll lose you every time

I'm riding in boxes to a place in the sky There's a floor above the ceiling of the island in my eye I'm keeping my money and I'm keeping you in my mind I've been waiting, unwanted, unspared, still alive It's all the good horses in the graves of dead men They litigate our divorces and they hate all our friends Your heart is a corset wrapped tight around my head My mouth's getting hungry for the hand it's been fed For the hand it's been fed The ground's been shaking like the fists of the rich At the feet of the broken, like scratching an itch it can't fix I'm down in the gutter, feeling dead and getting stiff As the clouds have been crying, and these suits, they throw their fits It's all the good horses in the graves of dead men They litigate our divorces and they hate all our friends Your heart is a corset wrapped tight around my head My mouth's getting hungry for the hand it's been fed For the hand it's been fed, For the hand it's been fed

My tires, they're tired And me, I'm no better My head's just about feeling right This ground is wet It keeps on gettin' wetter And I can't see no end in sight Cause the rain won't stop coming Like this feeling building up inside And the night time keeps them crickets hummin The scarecrow scares my mama's only child Looking down at me with those cold eyes Lately my arms, they're too weak To pull myself up every time I lose my footing, begin to slide Thinking of the times I acted like a piece of shit As though I had a right to say and do whatever come to mind Cause the rain won't stop coming Like this feeling building up inside And the night time keeps them crickets hummin The scarecrow scares my mama's only child Looking down at me with those cold eyes Cause the rain won't stop coming Like this feeling building up inside And the night time keeps them crickets hummin The scarecrow scares my mama's only child Looking down at me with those cold eyes Cause the rain won't stop coming And this feeling's building up inside You know the night time keeps them crickets hummin' And The scarecrow scares me Every time I feel like I can fly

I went down to the station I tried to stop you before you ran You're telling me this is no evasion We're only gettin' as far as we can So I won't ask you to take me back now Matter of fact, I'm gonna beg ya to leave I asked the sun and he just kept on shinin' I asked the moon and she started to bleed Man, if you could see me now Just to see how far I've crawled I still can't get up off the ground Til I know that you still care at all I lost my mind somewhere along the outskirts Of a town with a name I don't recall The distance never helps the heartache But it seems that I've started to fall So, I don't expect you to understand how When you're gone it feels like I'm missing a piece I wished on a star that you'd keep on burning I wish you were a want I didn't know I'd need Man, if you could see me now Just to see how far I've crawled I still can't get up off the ground Til I know that you still care at all [an ethereal ascension for the Southern Baptists] Man, if you could see me now Just to see how far I've crawled I still can't get up off the ground Til I know that you still care at all

Well, I woke up today Screwed my head back into place I'm tired of twisting around like a damn old weathervane And I put on my best face Prepared to meet the day And I tried to wash away all these mistakes I've made I guess things are about the same But it's a slow thing, to change I'm still on this borrowed time Still chasing after better days And I can't see the bottom just yet My eyes, they are sunken Like some forgotten treasure You don't have to explain these days It's more pain then pleasure I guess things are about the same But it's a slow thing, to change I'm still on this borrowed time Still chasing after better days And I can't see the bottom just yet Well, I woke up today I screwed my head back into place Tired of twisting around like a damn old weathervane

Well, the night ain't cold when you're burning And the devil's out leading the way He knows a little detour, or at least I heard him say But I'm on him like a cold sweat, That's been collecting at his brow And he's regretting the price he paid For a soul that's seen better days I'm out back taking my time And i'm wasted– On a few too many disappearing white lines It's the big lies– that end up changing the tide And sink ships with all our quips We say to ease our anxious minds Well, I left my baggage at the airport To hide the many wars I've waged And there's barely a thing left inside me Except what's fairly set in shame Is that a fire in your eyes, babe? Or just the glaring of a vacancy sign? Well, I've seen it lit up every night Inviting me to come inside I'm out back taking my time And i'm wasted– On a few too many disappearing white lines It's the big lies– that end up changing the tide And sink ships with all our quips We say to ease our anxious minds

The plot thickens Like the greatest part of her hips Seduced by lips Haunted by tits She wrote her name where the record skips And I was a man of no faith, but good stature Not much has changed before or after Just a decadent dime sized dent in my forehead And ruby red lipstick where my wrist bled Two weeks in San Anton' Floating with our heads above water Bodies below watching shadows in the grove On the cracked screen of my telephone I realize that she whispers that I am alone Man of no luck, no superstitions Value faded as the passing years Of her tattoo, beat blue as the music does allow And I watch as she steps back into the light now Pure fucking guitar solo gold Her skin the face of a planet imagined as God Leavin' trails where my fingers once walked The roses in her cheeks, blue summer bloom Forgotten rituals in her eternal bedroom A life of no pride, the ego shed A cracked dry kiss of dirty ruby red A bitter man once born, is a better man He's a better man when he's dead When he's dead When he's dead Dead

I'm stressed and stomachin' All I can in front of them Here goes another ten Fistful of stubbornness And my feet might get me there But I'll crawl if it comes to it There's a wall been crumblin' And I still ain't over it Open the window, I need air Heard on the radio you were dead "Love is a weapon" Where has your head been? Buried in secrets so deep Couldn't reach you there Does it get any better than I spent a week just sleeping in? Keeping up with the cooler kids Wore me out like you could've expected See it for yourself I'm out crying wolf again Dog gone this foolishness Here I am so full of it Open the window, I need air Heard on the radio you were dead "Love is a weapon" Where has your head been? Buried in secrets so deep Open the window, I need air Heard on the radio you were dead "Love is a weapon" Where has your head been? Buried in secrets so deep Couldn't reach you there

It's the color of dawn That gets me every time And it's no surprise That i finally feel alright And my face is warm And red as the day i's born Been cryin 'and flailing around For fucking 30 something years now It's that bruise blue that turns to orange A picture better never drawn it's easy to get lost in this pain, you know It's my own damn fault And I still feel high— There'll always be another hill to climb I want to call you mine As long as I can, so long as you don't mind My recklessness and the heaviness Of going for broke and then (maybe) ending up penniless Well, this unkept bed has seen inside my head And I'm losing sleep dreaming of being better, yeah Well, I wonder if the sun's as warm as your laughter When it's showing in the corners of your eyes But I think that you'll make it to wherever it is you're headin' And to be sure I got a car that'll make the drive It's the smell of a lawn Freshly cut and I'm holding on Feeling good until I see my flaws Getting high's good until the moment you fall Like a clear night sky With all the holes through which I see the light It's just another awful pretty song that I'll write That might make even Hank Williams cry, or maybe he'd smile…for a while. Well, I wonder if the sun's as warm as your laughter When it's showing in the corners of your eyes But I think that you'll make it to whereever it is you're headed And to be sure, I got a car that'll make the drive Well, what's left will be alright At least to get us by for the night You should see how bright she shines It's getting better now that I'm tryin' I don't think this'll ever die I could tell you, show you the reason why, alright

Ten-folded dollar bills, between my middle and my index You need some more, baby-- bend over and get my dick wet I can pick you up for a night, drugged and out of sight All you need's a little line and a knife to be sure you cut it right [ne'er-do-well and illegal noises] Well, I said I'm out of the stuff, but I can put you up for the night A dead motel in the middle of hell and a glass of wine to do you right Jesus fuckin' Christ, you got the beady eyes of some mice And throat so fuckin' good, I think I'll come twice Sit down, let me tell you what I got What I got for you isn't much Barb-wire fence, watch out for your eyes! We're all out of time And I'll rip your neck right off your spine Cause I'm a bad man, baby I'm a mad man, baby With your ass in my hands, baby I'm a sad man, baby I'll get what's comin' to me I'll get what's comin' to me I'll get what's comin' to me I'll get what's comin' to me I'll get what's comin' to me I'll get what's comin' to me Oh yeah Well, I'll get what's coming to me I'll get what's comin' to me I'll get what's comin' to me I'll get what's coming to me, ooh yeah Oh yeah-- no, no Oh yeah-- no, no Oh yeah-- no, no [maniacal, psychotic freak out]

There's a wren in the willow And a wrench in the wheel You were just one in the same Like a flower blooming as it wilts There's a hollow where I followed  What once was still real It's flooding from the cracks And drowning all (that I) feel But I'm still here kicking And stumbling all around I'm blue out here waiting To be led into town Like a horse to the water Won't you show me the way? I can't hear you talking But I can feel just what you say There's a tune I've been coughing Out the top of my neck If you sell it to the station Maybe we could pay off our debts See a new type of dirt Shoveled over my grave I've been doubting my true worth And I don't even remember my name But I'm still here kicking And stumbling around I'm blue out here waiting To be led into town Like a horse to the water, Won't you show me the way? I can't hear you talking But i can feel what you say