Well, you've got the touch of a ghost, and I've been drinking

And the Lord knows the Lord only knows where you've been sleeping

But I'm getting blisters from carrying your soul

Keeping up with the devil's put years on my bones and I'm tired

Yes, I'm finally tired

Time passes slow when there's nothing to say

And that damn 101 has been backed up for days

I just wanna leave and get out of this space

But there's nowhere to go, and I'm high anyway

Well, it's silent, other than the sirens that are making me deaf

And you tell me you love me, but you can't hear a damn thing I've said

There ain't enough whiskey to make this alright

Or to drown out that places that you go the nights when you're gone

And I'm all alone

When the time passes slow and there's nothing to say

And that damn 65 has been backed up for days

I just wanna leave and get out of this space

But there's nowhere to go, and I'm high anyway

There's nothing to say

Time passes slow when there's nothing to say

Time passes slow when you're high every day

Time passes slow when there's nothing to say

That damn 65 has been backed up for days

I just wanna leave and get back to L.A

But I probably won't 'cause I'm high anyway

And there's nothing to say

Time passes slow

There's nothing to say

I said time passes slow

When you're high every day

When you're high every day