I did cocaine in Memphis, Tennessee
Underneath the ghost of Elvis Presley
And no, he didn't do a goddamn thing for me
Except make me wanna go and do more

It's a habit that I like to abuse
After a long, hard day of being misused
My socks are gone, somebody stole my shoes
And now my feet are cracked, and blistered, and sore

Grab me up another needle and spoon
I'll be there soon, up there with you (ooh)
Tell me what you think I should do
Hard to think about when all I think about is you

She was the circumstance that I could not surpass
All my viable solutions must've truly sounded crass
When I stood up on my feet, I fell back down on my ass
Just to see I'm sick and twisted to the core

It's something that I don't know how to explain
How this parasite inside me's rearranging my entire brain
I swear sometimes I feel as though I'm going insane
And I see I really only want it more

Looks like I've dug this hole I'm in too soon
I ain't got no Moon to light this road that I've been traveling blue
I've been stuck here with these folks that I knew
Who left their ghosts behind to show me
How to smile when I'm thinking of you

And with these ghosts of you
Yeah, with these ghosts of you