Lately things have been a little complicated Quality of life has got me down Sex is cheap and talk is overrated And the boys and me still working on the sound A little happiness, a little love was all I wanted Sure as Hell thought I'd found it but I was wrong She left my heart feeling taunted and my memories all haunted But it's her I have to thank for all my songs So every day I'm smoking my brain hazy All I can do to keep from going crazy But the paranoia is slowly creeping in I keep drinking myself silly Only way for this hillbilly And I thank God for this here life of sin Every morning when I rise I look in the mirror and despise the sight of everything and all that I've become The level of my medicating some might find intimidating But that's alright cause' it don't bother me none