Deep End

Spent my last dime on a mix drink I'm flying off the cocaine And I ain't got a rubber so I probably shouldn't fuck her But I do it anyway I'm off the deep end Ain't no sense sleeping with these girls And I've been keeping Up with the demons of this world Yeah, I'm off the deep end Woke up on a ragged-out couch With God knows what's her name Took the last 20 dollars out of her pocketbook with a drug addiction to blame I ain't called momma in six damn months I've been on the road I ain't seen a Sunday service since I've been gone Jesus, save my soul Oh Jesus, save my soul I'm off the deep end Ain't no sense sleeping with these girls And I've been keeping Up with the demons of this world Yeah, I'm off the deep end Yeah, I'm off the deep end I'm off the deep end Ain't no sense sleeping with these girls And I've been keeping, keepin' Up with the demons of this world Yeah, I'm off the deep end, deep end Yeah, I'm off the deep end I'm off the deep end, deep end