I don't know what to do I'm at your mercy I've been turned off and blind to you I'm where you want me This medicine is hard to take I'm running but I can't escape This could be it, so even if it hurts
Kill me please quickly, don't tease me
I run whiskey-fed to dawn There's no excuses I'm just looking for a home I need it so much If you love me then I might be whole But God knows, I've got this rebel soul This could be it, so whatever it takes