I float like a ghost through the hallways of this house
Trying to pick up the words that fell from my mouth
I was too high and too drunk to know that you had walked out
But now my best friends are used up and I'm drinking my doubt

Tonight the angels of mercy owe me one
Ive been running this town Ive been running around too long
Thirsty as the desert sky and with water in my hands
I let it slip through my fingers swallowed in the sand