****** Girl

I used to know a girl
She had two pierced nipples and a black tattoo
We'd drink that
Mexican beer
We'd live on
Mexican food
Yeah, I wish
I could go back
Yes, back in time
Is there used to be the kind of girl that you would never leave, yeah?
She'd do anything to give me what
I need for my disease
She'd do anything
I can hear them talkin' in the real world
Yeah but they don't understand
That I'm happy in hell with my ****** girl
Yeah with my ****** girl
Is there used to be the kind of lover, you would never leave, yeah?
She'd do anything to give me what
I need for my disease
She'd do anything
I can hear them talkin' in the real world
Yeah but they don't understand
That I am losin' myself in a white-trash hell
Lost inside a ****** girl
Yeah with the ****** girl
They found her out in the fields
About a mile from home
Her face was warm from the sun
But her body was cold
I heard the policeman say
Just another overdose
Just another overdose
Is there used to be the kind of lover, you would never leave, yeah?
She'd do anything to give me what
I need for my disease
She'd do anything