Reading comics and chewing gum
I pull the streams of smoke down into my lungs
Young face in alcohol flames
I was dead on arrival
I wish I had your voice at the end of the line
I’m a postcard waiting in forgotten time
I shiver on the floor of broken glass
I was dead on arrival
Took off my shirt, kicked off my shoes
I was twisting in a movie that I’d left for you
I said “throw me a cigarette”, I was king of the world
But dead on arrival
I’m blocking out the pain again
Don’t know how to start again
Life on the road holds nothing but lost sleep
When a woman, can be alone
With her weakness or sin
How does she write the sickness out of her heart?
Hooked and sick now we’re dust and done
So I said my goodbyes, good luck and so on
Trembling hands, I must be insane
But I was dead on arrival
I was dead on arrival
I was dead on arrival
I just don’t know, where I come from
I just don’t know, where I can be found
Said it’s plain to see, I’m stuck on you
You don’t remember
You don’t remember
You don’t remember
You don’t remember
I was dead on arrival
I was dead on arrival
I was dead on arrival
I was dead on arrival
I was dead on arrival
