No one needs to tell me how to get get get down
But won?t somebody show me how to get back up?
I thought about killing my landlord, but he was pretty nice
Instead, I paid my rent on time as often as I could
I?ve been making strange friends in the desert; they love Jesus and America too
It ain?t as bad as it sounds, someday I?ll explain it to you
It?s not that I mind sleeping all alone in the grass
It?s just that I?ve been dreaming since?well, maybe i ain?t woke up yet
But nothing?s been quite the same since you shot yourself
I don?t know if you believe in ghosts,I hope you?d haunt me if you were one
I?ve been trying not to steal from everybody I know but so far that?s impossible!
But here in the desert, somehow I hope that someday it won?t be that way for me
No it won?t be that way for me anymore