Guthrie

I only say what I really mean when I start talking to you in my sleep

I can be honest when I think it's a dream, I can make promises sober, I'll never keep

And you can believe me as long as you want

There's nothing inside of here but blood and guts

I hit the bottom, and start pulling up floor boards

Whatever I get, always need just a little bit more

So I'm catching a ride now to get on the first flight

You told me it scares you the way that I was tonight

Oh, I miss when I was certain about every little thing

Was so scared of forgetting that I put it down in ink

Used to call upon the spirit, now I think heaven lets it ring

I wanted so bad to be good, but there's no such thing