I’ll sell my soul for a taste of nCheap perfume and wine nBut keep my conscience where my heart resides nIn an empty room, dormant next to you nHead to the floor nThe carpet is growing legs nAnd walking awaynFloating through your window nOut of my body up into the stars nWhere I talked with God nWho refused to let me in nBecause if Judas was wrong then I’m just a sinner nnFather I’m a wreck nBut I couldn’t care less nnYou're a backseat driver heading for the windshieldnnShe said my life’s like a cigarette nBurning out watch the years going up in smokenHere we go now I’m drunk and belligerent nI’m going out so you damn best hold your tongue nnI’m sorry nRun my fingers through your hairnKiss me say your prayers nI’m sorry nYour body’s all I need nGrowing gardens with every seed nnNow I’m reaping what I sownHoping that you know a way nTo make all these rotten crops bare fruitnWill a flower take it’s root in the cold ground?nnFather I’m a wrecknSo show me the way