I got this scar above my eye
from the dirty little [bad word] Am..who tried to love me underneath the bridge

I broke a bottle on his ear
as the sun was pouring down
I never stopped to see if he was dead

about a half a mile a way
in a pile of broken things
he hid a green jewel bigger than my hand
when I find it I'll be gone
down to Florida so far
from my frigged rain that kept me here so long

hey could you walk a little slower
my legs don't work so good in this cold weather
tore myself open
if I only had a dime
and just one minute of your time
I'm a ghost I'll be fading with the light
I got this lump growing in my neck

that somebody ought to see

got a rattle in my chest the way it sounds

it's like a barrel full of empty bottles

rolling through the night

hitting every [bad word] pothole in this town

I got this scar above my eye
from the dirty little [bad word] who tried to love me underneath the bridge
I broke a bottle on his ear
as the sun was pouring down
I never stopped to see if he was dead

hey could you walk a little slower
my legs don't work so good in this cold weather
tore myself open
if I only had a dime
and just one minute of your time
I'm a ghost I'll be fading with the light
oh I'm a ghost I'll be fading with the light
oh I'm a ghost