Johnny Cash

I tried to warn you I should've known by now I tried to warn you I should've known Track marks in your skin are making me sick And I just can't fucking believe it And I still can't fucking believe you I got no money I got no pills honey I hit that bottle baby Can't you see I'm fucking thrilled I got no money No I ain't got no pills honey I hit that bottle baby Can't you see I'm fucking thrilled Isn't it funny how everything falls apart Track marks in your skin are making me sick And I just can't believe it And I still just can't believe it