I′m calling out to ghosts that are no longer there

I'm gettin′ hard on myself, sittin' in my easy chair

But, there's three people in the mirrorAnd I′m wonderin′ which one of them I should choose

And, I can't keep from laughin′

Spittin' out these 300 mile per hour outpour blues

I′m breakin' my teeth off tryin′ to bite my lip

There's all kinds of red-headed women that I ain't supposed to kiss

It′s that color which never fails to turn me blue

So I just swallow it and hold on to it

And use it to scare the hell out of you

I have a woman, says "Come and watch me bleed"

And I′m wonderin' just how I can do that

And still give her everything that she needs

See, there′s three women in my mind that know

They have the answer, but they're not letting go

But is this new I′m the only who seems to care where I should go

Put on gloves, a tied scarf, and wrap up warm on this winter night

Every time you get defensive, you're just looking for a fight

It′s safe to say somebody out there's

Got a problem with almost anything you'll do

So, next time they stab you, don′t fight back

Just play the victim instead of playin′ the fool

And the roads are covered with a million little molecules

Of cigarette ashes and the school floors are covered

With pieces of pencil eraser, too

Well, sooner or later,

The ground's gonna be holdin′ all of my ashes, too

But I can't help but wonder if after I′m gone

Will I still have these 300 mile per hour, finger breaking

No answers, broken back, dirty cancer, bee stung and busted up

Empty cup torrential outpour blues