Heroin Girl

I used to know a girl...
she had two pierced nipples
and a black tattoo
we'd drink that mexican beer
we'd live on mexican food
yes, I wish I could go back
yes, back in time

esther used to be
the kind of girl that you would
never leave
she'd do anything
to give me what I need for my disease
she'd do anything
I can hear them talking in the
real world
but they don't understand that
I'm happy in hell
with my heroin girl

I am losing myself in a
white-trash hell
lost inside a heroin girl

they found her out in the fields
about a mile from home
her face was warm from the sun
but her body was cold
I heard the policeman say
just another overdose
...just another overdose!

esther used to be
the kind of lover you would
never leave
she'd do anything to give me
what I need
for my disease
she would do anything