Give me a drag of that cigarette
My girl's run off downtown
I'll need a couple more to get me home, I bet
Before I know it, too many to count
Coming off the strip, I look for a bite to eat
At the same old place, on the same old street
When you've got nobody to tell you no
Give the people watching a damn good show
Give me another shot of whiskey, now, Billy
This headache ain't gonna fix itself
It's been three days, and she ain't back still
It's the truth, no lies I tell
Do you boys wanna head uptown?
I know me a friend, who'll show us around
Come in heavy with your cash, or not at all
'Cause he gambles long after the sun falls
My morals fade on the road to desperation
I'm turning to my vices, once again
My reservations stay on this road to separation
Give me just another reason to pretend
Give me a couple more of them chips, now, honey
My bankroll's running low
What do you mean, saying the bank is closed?
Am I aware of when to say enough? No
As I load up my nine millimeter
I look for someone to pay my fee
I see my girl and I fire three shots to the wind
She was dead to me before, now she's dead for real, my friend
My morals fade on the road to desperation
I've turned towards my darkest vice of all
My reservations no longer stay on this road to
Separation