Dope Fiend Blues

In a police car I feel so very small I see my lover's face and I watch her teardrops fall And I try to figure out where I'd fallen off the track I sold my soul to the devil and then I stole it back Chorus And in the end, you know a dope fiend ain't got no friends And a junkie is a junkie to the bitter end Hope to die now, 'cause you know I'm better off dead Hey brother, won't you lend me a helpin' hand? I tie myself off, shoot it in my veins I feel like marlon brando and I've hid another day's pain I'm goin' back where it's safe, goin' back to the womb I find my mother's comfort, here in a needle and spoon Chorus And christmas for a dope fiend ain't no fun Waitin' for good times that seem to never come Goin' out now, gonna get myself a gun Please stop me, don't you know I'm on a run? Aren't you tired of the detox and the places in the mind? Aren't you tired of the misery, aren't you tired of doin' time? And I try to figure out where I'd fallen off the track You know I sold my soul to the devil and then I stole it back Chorus I'm a dope fiend, I'm a liar, a cheat and a thief At my funeral, won't you bring me a red rose wreath? Dress in black now, show everyone your grief Well, I'm gone now, you can all feel relief!