She don't know what she wants

But it damn sure ain't what she needs

She thinks I don't know the difference

Yeah, she's got me down on my knees

Eyes like honey, cedar-brown hair

Don't get caught up in her stare

Oh, I'm sure that she's Medusa

Getting stoned's something I'm used to

So I'll act so unaware

Of these withdrawals

From something more than menthols

Need you more than a late night call

Or this alcohol at 2 a.m.

Just another night sleeping on the floor again

I got a bad case of shivering sweats

It's a night I won't remember, but I'm sure to regret

I know the devil may care, but tell the preacher to pray for me

'Cause I'm done

Playing your games

If someone don't save me from your rubble

I'm as good as dead

But ash to ash and dust to dust

Oh, I can't explain

The way you drive me insane

I'm as good as dead now, honey

But ash to ash and dust to dust

Ash to ash and dust to dust

Oh, ash to ash and dust to dust

Dust to dust