When the summer comes on us
We have nowhere to go
I can hardly hold my head up
I've been drinking too long
Brush the hair back from your
Long and desperate handsome face
I can hardly stand it
When I come back to this place
Drive down by the train yard
Smashing bottles on the tracks
Holding onto each other
Though we'd like to break our backs
I'm sorry to see you go down
In your lonesome hole
When we come to see you
You don't live there anymore
We don't come see you
When the whiskey's long and gone
You whisper in my ear,
"Don't you wish you've never come?"
When the hammer drops on you
Your ghost is finally here
Don't you wish you'd never come?