They say that meth is one "helluva drug"... But baby it's only like that when I'm with you.
They say it's dirty, nasty, ruins your life, and, will eat your soul.
But baby we never said it wouldn't.
Now we're here, in the place we were headed to.
It's dark, there's no heat and it rains every day.
Or maybe it's in my head, but does THAT really matter? Not to the one who's living it.
The one who's living it is in hell.
We are both in personal hell.