Dust 2 Dust

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