Ike Reilly - Heroin lyrics

I saw you on the west side, past the stadium Your father's car, with your mother's money Trying to find some h**n They'll say things about your girlfriend That are unkind And your family too Said she'll k** you for a dime But you don't hear a word And no one sees in When you're trying to find some h**n Jesus craves it The devil plays it The road to d**h is not paved with pavement But littered with the souls of strung out men Who all traded love for h**n And when your light went out On your medicine couch And your father arrived In his uniform I looked at him As he touched your skin And I knew he wished that you were never born Jesus craves it The devil plays it The road to d**h is not paved with pavement But littered with the souls of strung out men Who all claimed that Christ is h**n They all claimed Christ is h**n