Paroles: The Twilight Singers. St. Gregory.

Hey there, boy, so good to see you again
I heard your woman left you, I heard you quit your band
How you on money? You still feeing that Jones?
Man, you don't look like you used to, my God, you look like a ghost

There's a riot goin' on inside of me
Won't you come inside, see what I see?
Them boys was drinkin', goddamn, I got me a gun
We goin' cappin' later on, don't that sound like fun?

I know how to get my way to make you love me enchante'

Now, they love you when your alone
Let's call Jackie, see if he ain't home
Baby, I'm alright, playin' tricks with the light

They love me down in Texas, my home while I'm away
God knows, I got my reasons for every muthafuckin' thing I say
Every time you go away, take me down, I have gone astray
Take me down