darlin darlin
you crashed so hard last night
you looked like a cadaver
on the kitchen floor
darlin darlin
since you gave those pills up
and started taking that cocaine
we ain’t the same no more
i should have known when
you said you loved fast cars
and staying out till sunrise
that there was trouble ahead
but you were wearing your green dress
with your cowboy boots on
you looked like an angel
or so i said

i don’t believe in angels
i don’t believe in jesus
i don’t need no preacher
to tell me i done wrong
don’t need no doctor
for your diagnosis
you been snortin that cocaine
for just a little too long

brother brother
last time i saw you
you had an ocean of sadness
in your dark blue eyes
texas corrections
had just released you
from the darkest years that
you ever saw in your life
brother brother
your mind is raging
with torments that no man
should ever have to endure
you gotta hush those demons
with strong medication
but smokin that cocaine
ain’t no kind of cure

i don’t believe in demons
described by scripture
no fiery army
fighting for our soul
there’s no religion
to heal your affliction
you were smokin that cocaine
the day you got parole

darlin darlin
you know i love you
but it hurts to watch you
tear your body apart
i’ll never save you
though i may try to
one day that cocaine
will stop your beating heart
cocaine cocaine
i never touched you
afraid i’d develop
a taste for your high
but cocaine cocaine
i still can’t shake you
you’ll be fuckin my life up
until the day i die

i don’t believe in angels
i don’t believe in jesus
i don’t need no preacher
to tell me i done wrong
don’t need no doctor
for your diagnosis
you been hittin that cocaine
for just a little too long