Ryan Adams - Wish you were here

Cotton candy and a rotten mouthYou know you're so fucked upYou know I couldn't help but have it for youAnd everybody knows the way I walkAnd knows the way I talkAnd knows the way I feel about youIt's all a bunch of shitAnd there's nothing to do around hereIt's totally fucked upI'm totally fucked upWish you were here

And streets that only turn to boulevardsAnd houses with back yardsand it's raining like hell on the carsAnd everybody knows the way I walkAnd knows the way I talkKnows the way I feel about youIt's all a bunch of shitAnd there's nothing to do around hereIt's totally fuckedI'm totally fuckedWish you were here

And if I could have my wayWe'd take some drugsAnd we'd smileWe'd smileWe'd smileBut not tonight, my dearWish you were hereWish you were hereWish you were hereWish you were here