What's this condition? Some conviction? it's hard to tell. Call it affliction, or addiction- some call it hell You said there's something worth having beyond this place And I believed you, guess I still do, so I drift away With whiskey and weed and the secrets I keep help me forget who I am Needles in veins and cigarette stains, I roll like a train down the track Because when you're so far gone you don't come back Wanted to be good and I thought I could but it's hard to change When I am restless and wreckless as the sinners say And I swear I tried so hard I can't seem to stop Need satisfaction or distraction from what I'm not So it's whiskey and weed and the secrets I keep to help me forget who I am Needles in veins and cigarette stains I roll like a train down the track Because when you're so far gone you don't come back Whiskey and weed and the secrets I keep to help me forget who I am Needles in veins and cigarette stains I roll like a train down the track Because when you're so far gone you don't come back And im so far gone and I can't go back.