Darlin'
You're like a switch blade giving 'em hell
And then the next day, you turn on yourself
The ghosts' of lovers past still haunting you

You're like a freight train picking up steam, and then the next thing
Back to where you've been
The ghosts' of lovers past still controlling you
It's an easy thing to sin, when it's hell you're in

Darlin' you'll never find true love
In the bottom of a bottle in a Boston club
Waking up to a mouth like quicksand
Darlin' you'll never find romance

Getting high with any boy who'll give you a chance
Waking up to a stranger's night stand
I see ya sometimes, doped up and stoned
Drinkin' away all of your woes
The ghosts' of lovers past still devouring you

It's time to move on
You're getting too old

To beat yourself up over people you've known
The ghosts' of lover's past are done with you
It's an easy thing to sin, when it's hell you're in

Darlin' you'll never find true love
In the bottom of a bottle in a Boston club
Waking up to a mouth like quicksand
Darlin' you'll never find romance

Getting high with any boy who'll give you a chance
Waking up to a stranger's night stand
Waking up to a stranger's night stand

It's an easy thing to wallow, in the places you have been
But the hardest pills to swallow
Will free you of sin and the hell you're in

Darlin' you'll never find true love
In the bottom of a bottle in a Boston club
Waking up to a mouth like quicksand
Darlin' you'll never find romance

Getting high with any boy who'll give you a chance
Waking up to a stranger's night stand
Waking up to a stranger's night stand
Waking up to a stranger's night stand