I take a spiritual drive
Down by the coast of her eyes
I keep seeing cowboys ride by
Indian style
She's twisted, fumbling by
She scratches paint off my sky
Whenever [bad word] dry
I just go hide

 [bad word] 
Cause yeah, we all, we all
We all have sorry hearts
Cause yeah, we all, we all
We all have sorry hearts

Can I keep striving for rain?
Full-time control of this game
She is dressed like a French [bad word] in Spain
Would you add water to my flame?
There's not appropriate classes
Just clean the lens on your glasses
You'll see how some people's asses
Can't be kicked twice

 [bad word] 
Cause yeah, we all, we all
We all have sorry hearts
Cause yeah, we all, we all
We all have sorry hearts

We all take spiritual drives
Down dead-end streets of our lives
Weeping rock-bottom cries
With our head high
And I'm here to tell you why

 [bad word] 
We all, we all
We all have sorry hearts
Cause yeah, we all, we all
We all have sorry hearts