Lost inside a heroin girl
Is there used to be the kind of lover, you would never leave, yeah?
She'd do anything
I can hear them talkin' in the real world
That I'm happy in hell with my heroin girl
Just another overdose
That I am losin' myself in a white-trash hell
About a mile from home
Yeah but they don't understand
I heard the policeman say
Yeah but they don't understand
I can hear them talkin' in the real world
We'd live on Mexican food
She'd do anything to give me what I need for my disease
Is there used to be the kind of lover, you would never leave, yeah?
Just another overdose
Yes, back in time
She'd do anything to give me what I need for my disease
We'd drink that Mexican beer
Yeah with my heroin girl
Yeah with the heroin girl
Is there used to be the kind of girl that you would never leave, yeah?
But her body was cold
Her face was warm from the sun
She'd do anything to give me what I need for my disease
She'd do anything
Yeah, I wish I could go back
They found her out in the fields
