(Stradlin / Caltia / Rose)



I'll take a nicotine, caffeine, sugar fix

Jesus don't ya git tired of turnin' tricks

But when your innocence dies

You'll find the blues

Seems all our heroes were born to lose

Just walkin' through time

You believe this heat

Another empty house another dead end street

Gonna rest my bones an sit for a spell

This side of heaven this close to Hell


Right next door to hell

Why don't you write a letter to me yeah

I said I'm right next door to hell

An so many eyes are on me

Right next door to hell

I got nowhere else to be

Right next door to hell

Feels like the walls are closing in on me


My mama never really said much to me

She was much too young and scared ta be

Hell "Freud" might say that's what I need

But all I really ever get is greed

An most my friends they feel the same

Hell we don't even have ourselves to blame