There are these things I want the most nBut they are usually one step furthest from my reach nOh, but they always stand close enough nTo take me to the next fuckin drink nnCause when it cuts, it really does nMy soul spills the blood nDon't know how long it's gonna take nBut I'm gonna need a little more one day nnSometimes, I just want to know nFaster than my precious blood will let me roll nIs it real or, tell me, is it wrong nTo keep these dreams strongest in my mind? nnCause when it cuts, it just gets deeper babynLike when I go to touch you, nYou're the furthest from me nDon't know how long it's gonna take nBut I'm gonna get me get me get a little more one day nnOh, it's laying tired in me, it does nAnd when I see it there it makes me wanna...nIt's laying tired in me, it does, when I see it therenIt's all I can do to stare it in the face nnEven the hours hold heavy on me nEven the hours just hold the pain nAnd even the times get heavy, little weak nEven the hours just hold the pain, there is no gain nAll in all it comes back to me nnWith every sip of poison that I taste nIt's only hurting me and nobody else nWhen it lies to me, it's the strongest in my mind nnCause when it cuts, it just gets deeper babynLike when I go to touch you, nYou're the furthest from me nDon't know how long it's gonna take nBut I 'm gonna get me nGet me nA little more one day