You had the brightest dream You were gonna be an artist Who plays in a band. I guess all things change When you're lying on the side of the road in the Everglades. How the hell did it make sense? After you saw what Charlie went through. Does hell taste as sweet as you thought? Do you like what you are? I guess Dolly's not over it and you're not the person I loved Takes a lot more than "how've you been", to be my friend. You smell like hospitals. And you look like bad news. And if God is real Then I hope he has a plan for you. If the Devil's real Let him know I asked how he's been. 'Cause when I rid myself of my demons the must have found a home in you. If hell is real, then I hope you're enjoying your stay (x6)