Give My Remains to Broadway - Coke Lyrics

I was in the streets creepin'
Only been here for a weekend
Then my phone start beepin'
Then my bitch start tweakin
My fault, but I don't really care at all
You be talkin' all the shit you want
I'm just trying to reach the spot
My fault
Bloody nose, cigarettes, cutting lines of coke
Been a while on the road, thought I'd let you know
I ain't coming home
Missed calls, withdrawals, or an overdose
Been a while on the road
Thought I'd let you know
I ain't coming close
Twelve beers in the mirror
Like, who am I?
Behind me I see a shadow from time to time
From time to time
You're in my head, gotta clear my mind
Head downtown just to cop a dime
Why do I try
Why do I try
My fault
It's my fault
My fault
It's my fault
It's my fault
It's all my fault
It's my fault
Bloody nose, cigarettes, cutting lines of coke
Been a while on the road, thought I'd let you know
I ain't coming home
Missed calls, withdrawals, or an overdose
Been a while on the road
Thought I'd let you know
I ain't coming close