Im on the corner of A dead end street Barkin at the neighbors dog They'll see you all stoned and crazy Ill be in the garden with The ones I love Don't you know the way they fall And the hard times, left dead in the gunfire Workin on a broken heart Pieces of it torn apart They call you Backroom lady Oh the lords alive and well Standing by the wishing well Im not sure you Helped your crazy Im on the corner of A dead end street Barkin at the neighbors dog They'll see you all stoned and crazy Ill be in the garden with The ones I love Don't you know the way they fall And the hard times, left dead in the gunfire