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