Sessions

Sessions
Goin' home from California
Spend my money on the wine
I pay my bills and get my fill
'Cause the last of the traveling kind
Don't want no damn religion
Because I'm not prepared to die
But I've been wrong
Sometimes baby you can hide

Well I told my doctor, doctor
I gave all my love away
I'm a bathroom boy if you've been my toy
Well then I think better anyway
And I will lie right down
Beneath the ground
When my time has come to go
But until then man
I gotta think that maybe I don't know
I said until then girl
I gotta think, maybe you don't know
I get my sessions on the phone
I'm gonna take my pills and spend my nights alone
When I find myself the real thing I go home
What I take us for, it's a midnight ploy
We're on the road alone
I can't get high but I know why
I've done the things that I shouldn't have done
Oh got the bills, I took my pill
And went down for the night
Oh for just one time
To be with you and I could die
I guess I don't know how to be alive
I get my sessions on the phone
I'm gonna take my pills and spend my nights alone
When I find myself the real thing I go home