Dope Fiend Blues

In a police car i feel so very small

I see my lover's face and i watch her teardrops fall

And i try to figure out where i'd fallen off the tracks

Well i sold my soul to the devil and then i stole it back

And in the end, you know a dope fiend ain't got no friends

And a junkie is a junkie to the bitter end

Hope to die, cause you know i'm better off dead

Hey brother, won't you lend me a helpin' hand?

I tie myself off, shoot it in my veins

I feel like marlon brando and i've hid another day's pain

I'm going back where it's safe, going back to the womb

I find my mother's comfort, here in a needle and spoon

And christmas for a dope fiend ain't no fun

Waiting for good times that seem to never come

Going out, gonna get myself a gun

Please stop me, don't you know i'm on a run?

Aren't you tired of the detox and the places in the mind?

Are you tired of the misery, aren't you tired of doin' time?

And i try to figure out where i'd fallen off the tracks

Well i sold my soul to the devil and then i stole it back

I'm a dope fiend, i'm a liar, a cheat and a thief

At my funeral, won't you bring me a red rose wreath?

Dress in black now, show everyone your grief

Well, i'm gone now, you can all feel relief