There's a cute and quick-witted, ex-heroin addict at the other side, the other side of the room. And maybe she would like to rattle my head, start lookin' down the cross, and live undead with the needles in her nightstand or flip a car in Oklahoma. Call back her alcoholic father, or write about some girl I can't get over.
The next time you see me, I'll be a little more tattooed. The next time you see me, I hope I ain't fallin' for you. 'Cause love is for suckers, and I ain't no sucker. I'm just one unlucky motherfucker.
There's a cute and quick-witted ex-heroin addict at the other side, the other side of my bed. And now I'm feeling misled. I probably should've said to you what I know now is better off unsaid.
The next time you see me, I'll be a little more tattooed. The next time you see me, you'll be a little more tattooed. 'Cause love is for suckers, and you're such a sucker. I'm just one unlucky motherfucker.