Santa Fe

The pillow felt just like

A freshly sharpened knife under my head

The blanket like cement

Pinned me down to the motel bed

I'll do my best to try

And not let last night ruin today

Don't think I wanna go home

But I sure don't wanna stay in Santa Fe

My stale and bloody breath

Reminded me to check on my chin

The way the mirror laughed

Told me my dumb ass didn't win

I'll do my best to try

And not let last night ruin today

Don't think I wanna go home

But I sure don't wanna stay in Santa Fe

Don't think I wanna go home

But I sure don't wanna stay

Don't think I wanna go home

But I sure don't wanna stay

Don't think I wanna go home

But I sure don't wanna stay in Santa Fe