take me somewhere i can grow

give me something let me go

tell me something i don't know

i am not my rosy self

left my roses on my shelf

take the wild ones, they're my favourites

it's the side effects that save us

sometimes i don't know where this dirty road is taking me

sometimes i don't even know the reason why

but i guess i'll keep on gamblin', lots of booze and lots of ramblin'

well, it's easier than just waitin' 'round to die

you keep a lot of secrets

and i keep none

wish i could go back

and keep some