I say I'm okay but I've got a ways to go
Both ends of the candle burn the rope
So talk to me, talk to me, I've got it bad
Forgot what I needed, lost what I had
Mary, I feel the devil in this room tonight
I'm fading, I'm a sinner and I can't stop now
Unless I hold my breath long enough to see God
Somebody wake me up
'Cause I'd rather be anywhere else
And if I don't come back
You could be my epitaph
I could live in painted glass
Just like you (Just like you)
