So long ago, I don't remember when
That's when they say I lost my only friend
Well since she died easy of a broken heart disease
I'm sleeping 'neath the cemetery trees
I seen the [bad word] #39; up at the funeral at dawn
The long broken arm of human law
Now it always seemed such a waste
She always had a pretty face
I wondered why she hung around this place
 [bad word] on try a little
Nothing is forever
There's got to be something better than in the middle
But me & Cinderella
We put it all together
We can drive it home
With one headlight
My heart is old and it feels just like a beat up [bad word] 
I turn the engine, but the engine doesn't turn
It smells of cheap wine & cigarettes
My heart is always such a mess
Sometimes I think I'd like to watch it burn
I'm so alone, and I feel just like somebody else
Man, I ain't changed, but I know I ain't the same
But somewhere here in between the city walls of dyin' dreams
I think it's death that must be killin' me