Cocaine Jesus

Listen in it isn't when you're talking for your name's sake Jesus, Mary Magdalene you are, are you okay? Sitting by the well, Jill, your falling down the hill, Jack And everybody laughed Don't you pray? Don't you pray? To a Cocaine Jesus in a black four-seater Got a man, don't need him, but you wait Call me when you want, or just call me when you need it If you only ever need it for the day High won't hold, won't hold, and I have no more Than all you left of me I have, I have, I have no more Than all you leave High as hell, feeling fine, nothing bad but nothing kind Not a word from me, at least nothing you would mind In my head, in my head I get lonely sometimes Feeling fine, coming down, never back cause we're never out You'll never call the cops again, I'll never call her mine In my head, in my head, I get lonely sometimes When you find an old picture of us And you clear away the dust I hope you miss me sometimes When you see a frame that reminds you of me Would you remember the times Oh the times that we believed In a Cocaine Jesus in a black four-seater Got a man, don't need him, but you wait Call me when you want, or just call me when you need it If you only ever need it for the day High won't hold, won't hold, and I have no more Than all you left of me I have, I have, I have no more Than all you leave I'm nothing more than a page unwritten on the pavement, blowing in the wind You win a lot, and lose just a little bit more than you gained in the end But God, I wish that I, was better than I am But no luck, no love, no Gospel I could understand I'm nothing that ever wanted to lean on, yea, but even then When you find an old picture of us, and you clear away the dust I hope you miss me sometimes When you see a frame that reminds you of me Would you remember the times Oh the times that we believed In a Cocaine Jesus in a black four-seater Got a man, don't need him, but you wait Call me when you want, or just call me when you need it If you only ever need it for the day Today, I'm just a page unwritten on the pavement You needed 'til you left But I'm more than a need or a thing you believe or a word That you leave unsaid