As the party closes
I ain't got a clue
Red and yellow roses
Nipple rings and tattoos

Well, I never met no girl
No one, no where
I never met no girl
Narcotic prayer, narcotic prayer

If I found her breathing
How could I adjust
Should I see her bleeding
Calling me in trust

But I never met no girl
No one, no where
I never met no girl
[Incomprehensible] face
Useful [Incomprehensible] to useless [Incomprehensible]

I copped and caught a movie
But you know it can't last
Lights come up and I just crashed
I just crashed, I just crashed

No one, no where
No one, no where
No one, no where
No where, no one

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): CHRIS WHITLEY