She don't know what she wants
But it damn sure ain't what she needs
She thinks I don't know the difference
Yeah, she's got me down on my knees
Eyes like honey, cedar-brown hair
Don't get caught up in her stare
Oh, I'm sure that she's Medusa
Getting stoned's something I'm used to
So I'll act so unaware
Of these withdrawals
From something more than menthols
Need you more than a late night call
Or this alcohol at 2 a.m.
Just another night sleeping on the floor again
I got a bad case of shivering sweats
It's a night I won't remember, but I'm sure to regret
I know the devil may care, but tell the preacher to pray for me
'Cause I'm done
Playing your games
If someone don't save me from your rubble
I'm as good as dead
But ash to ash and dust to dust
Oh, I can't explain
The way you drive me insane
I'm as good as dead now, honey
But ash to ash and dust to dust
Ash to ash and dust to dust
Oh, ash to ash and dust to dust
Dust to dust
