I'll take a nicotine, caffeine, sugar fix Jesus don't ya git tired of turnin' tricks But when your innocence dies Seems all our heroes were born to lose Just walkin' through time Another empty house another dead end street Gonna rest my bones an sit for a spell This side of heaven this close to hell
Why don't you write a letter to me yeah I said I'm right next door to hell An so many eyes are on me Feels like the walls are closing in on me
My mama never really said much to me She was much too young and scared ta be Hell "Freud" might say that's what I need But all I really ever get is greed An most my friends they feel the same Hell we don't even have ourselves to blame But times are hard and thrills are cheaper
Why don't you write a letter to me yeah I said I'm right next door to hell An so many eyes are on me I never thought this is where I'd be But I'm right next door to hell Thinkin' time'll stand still for me
Not bad kids just stupid ones Yeah thought we'd own the world An gettin' used was havin' fun I said we're not sad kids just lucid ones eah Flowin' through life not collectin' anyone Time's too much to handle It drives me up the walls Can you tell me what this means...huh? More from Guns N' Roses